It took me way too long to get to my enter blog spot. I had to change my password and even then it took three attempts to log in. The writing part is the easiest the technology part is easy too but time consuming for someone like me who won't read the directions or take the tutorial first. Anyway today is the dawn of President Obama's inaguration. Tomorrow January 20th, 2008. I will be at work but plan to make time to watch his inaugural speech. I'm pretty excited to hear him and also Pastor Rick Warren's invocation. The news stations are going nuts, the coverage is extensive. My students with learning disabilities know about the new president but don't reallly personally care. I wish I knew more people who were reallly excited. I think their was alot more excitement after the election. Being an ex-reporter I'm into news coverage, I love it, I breath it, it gives me life. So, I will watch during work, after work and long into the night.
On a different note. I want to say being part of a family is never easy.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Sometimes a Monkey will do ...
We never know how our lives will wind up. Of course death is never neat and tidy but we live in denial and create a blurry fantasy of gently drifting off into the clouds where angels await to welcome us home.
Miss Tony's husband Les died in his home. Unfortunately Miss Tony has recently developed senility type symptoms. Health workers estimate she fell and lay in the house with her deceased husband for four to five days. She was so confused when paramedics brought her out that she smiled and waved to the crowd of neighbors, like she was a princess on a New Years day parade float.
Well, today I went to see Miss Tony in the hospital. She spoke softly and seemed peaceful and kind of lost. She spoke only briefly but her words made sense. I brought her a get well card with purple pansies on the front, she said "It is beatiful". I brought her a stuffed animal, a monkey with really long arms, legs and tail. She said "He is cute". And she played with his arms for many minutes. She said "I like". In order to make her smile I did some funny dancing and she did perk up a little bit. I wonder if her mindlessness is God's way of protecting her from the pain of losing her life long companion. They were like two peas in a pod. Now she is one seed blowing in the wind. Where will Miss Tony land? There are no children or close relatives. Finally I heard a neice had been located. Please Lord send your angels, surround Miss Tony, and carry her onto her heavenly journey. Oh, and please let her bring the monkey.
Charlie1
Miss Tony's husband Les died in his home. Unfortunately Miss Tony has recently developed senility type symptoms. Health workers estimate she fell and lay in the house with her deceased husband for four to five days. She was so confused when paramedics brought her out that she smiled and waved to the crowd of neighbors, like she was a princess on a New Years day parade float.
Well, today I went to see Miss Tony in the hospital. She spoke softly and seemed peaceful and kind of lost. She spoke only briefly but her words made sense. I brought her a get well card with purple pansies on the front, she said "It is beatiful". I brought her a stuffed animal, a monkey with really long arms, legs and tail. She said "He is cute". And she played with his arms for many minutes. She said "I like". In order to make her smile I did some funny dancing and she did perk up a little bit. I wonder if her mindlessness is God's way of protecting her from the pain of losing her life long companion. They were like two peas in a pod. Now she is one seed blowing in the wind. Where will Miss Tony land? There are no children or close relatives. Finally I heard a neice had been located. Please Lord send your angels, surround Miss Tony, and carry her onto her heavenly journey. Oh, and please let her bring the monkey.
Charlie1
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
My little Chinese Lady
Her name is Miss Tony AKA Toshiko, they always Americanize their names for us. Anyway, my neighbor, my grandma age lil lady of love is in trouble. Seems her sanity has taken leave for awhile but has left her with a wistful smile, at least. She used to come by to give us "Japanese Crackers" which were not very good, but I told her I liked them, so she brought more, and more. I brought them to my high school students and they hate them when they got really hungry. One day she brought me "da cat" and she made her hand do a lill clawing move. It looks like a souvineir you might buy in China Town. It's about 6 inches tall, metallic gold and painted with lively colors to look like a majestic Chinese Cat or kind of like a Buddha Cat, when you turn it on it waves its one arm back and forth forever, until you turn it off. I love that Cat, it sits above my desk at school. On my bad days I say we need some kitty and I turn on the Cat to cheer us up. Anyway, Miss Tony's husband was found dead in their home while she was found laying on the ground alive in the front room. She was sitting up in the gurney as they wheeled her away to the ambulance, I thought she would look all distraught and sick, but no, she looked over at me, smiled and raised her lill arm and waved it back and forth forever. I love Miss Tony and I hope to see her again soon, maybe tomorrow.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Welcome to my Party . . .
My party is my place
my space
where I live in my head
you are invited to my party
please come as you are
introduce yourself, I like to meet new people
I promise to use good manners
Let's have fun, remember life is short, and then you die.
In between let's have desert, let's dance as long as we can
Let's not care if we look silly
This is my place but thank you for coming to my party!
my space
where I live in my head
you are invited to my party
please come as you are
introduce yourself, I like to meet new people
I promise to use good manners
Let's have fun, remember life is short, and then you die.
In between let's have desert, let's dance as long as we can
Let's not care if we look silly
This is my place but thank you for coming to my party!
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