tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post1215661817357004478..comments2024-01-01T20:33:52.554-08:00Comments on a moon, worn as if it had been a shell: Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-9147250698563181572011-11-10T18:54:53.767-08:002011-11-10T18:54:53.767-08:00That was TORTURE not tutored...obviously my spell ...That was TORTURE not tutored...obviously my spell check has a mind of it's own although tutoring these teachers in how to communicate might not be a bad idea.SECRET PEPPER PERSON:https://www.blogger.com/profile/06434583043459305729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-13188794591890315322011-11-10T18:52:30.491-08:002011-11-10T18:52:30.491-08:00So The Baby gets off the school bus on Wednesday a...So The Baby gets off the school bus on Wednesday and the bus driver says, "You need to wash her hair she is itching." I was stunned...implication being her hair is dirty? It's not. I shared my horror regarding this encounter with another mom of a special needs child who's teacher wrote her a note asking her to please cut the child's finger nails. She told the teacher feel free to do it yourself. She is autistic and it takes two hours and a major meltdown to clip one nail. What is this? Tutored parents of special needs children week with their perceived in inadequacies? I'm going to slug someone before the week is finished.SECRET PEPPER PERSON:https://www.blogger.com/profile/06434583043459305729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-88159754968809328272011-11-08T15:04:25.429-08:002011-11-08T15:04:25.429-08:00Thank you for being so open .... You encourage me ...Thank you for being so open .... You encourage me to do the same.<br /><br />I always wonder why they ask me if I want sunglasses. Maybe they ought to offer earplugs.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10818795902981871173noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-52711048740362534122011-11-08T13:43:42.734-08:002011-11-08T13:43:42.734-08:00I always attribute the intensification of such fee...I always attribute the intensification of such feelings to changes of season; more dark and less light; the "dark night of the soul". The feelings are always there, like a "wound which never heals." I would suppose we all need respite from that soul weariness.Phil Dzialohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04150881545903849250noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-83064330304663195972011-11-08T05:32:05.608-08:002011-11-08T05:32:05.608-08:00Sending hugs.Sending hugs.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-18201918003500055372011-11-08T05:07:12.141-08:002011-11-08T05:07:12.141-08:00Lovely writing.
Your post and comments made me f...Lovely writing. <br /><br />Your post and comments made me feel so much better about MY intense dislike for having my teeth cleaned. I hate the prodding too; I always leave the dentist's office feeling like I have been chomping on glass shards.Noanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01300868872496481473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-75472645072643178132011-11-08T01:27:37.816-08:002011-11-08T01:27:37.816-08:00I paid to see Bruce Springsteen at Wembley, London...I paid to see Bruce Springsteen at Wembley, London. I don't know how I aged, but I think I did better than him. About Sophies' teacher, I think she must be of italian descent for sure - we're always wearing six more layers than anyone else around. Hope your day is more peaceful today, Elizabeth. Baci.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-54463612416250773522011-11-07T21:48:52.812-08:002011-11-07T21:48:52.812-08:00Keeping you and Sophie in my prayers.Keeping you and Sophie in my prayers.Theresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08071740989565033354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-45224357376899889642011-11-07T19:49:16.925-08:002011-11-07T19:49:16.925-08:00Do these teachers not take courses in communicatio...Do these teachers not take courses in communication. " please try to send Sophie in with a proper coat since it's freezing out and we want to take her for a walk." <br /><br /> How about,<br /><br /> "We are really looking forward to take Sophie for a walk. It is getting cold and the leaves are beautiful! Sophie looked so warm and cosy today but could you send her coat along tomorrow just in case the temperature drops."<br /><br />I get indignant too when I get notes from teachers too. Usually they don't even have kids themselves which makes it all the more insulting or upsetting.<br /><br />If you have any further problems with her let me know. We will arrange for her to come to Canada and she can learn about when one needs to wear a coat. We go to the beach, wear shorts and sandals on days like that! <br /><br />Lionel Ritchie, huh? Well, we all made mistakes. At least it wasn't Spandau Ballet.Birdiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03479872783727855901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-77065403046516733482011-11-07T17:53:23.442-08:002011-11-07T17:53:23.442-08:00i'm so sorry sophie is not doing well. and i h...i'm so sorry sophie is not doing well. and i hate getting my teeth cleaned.Lesliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01221703763145912238noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-616488682144068712011-11-07T17:13:04.583-08:002011-11-07T17:13:04.583-08:00oh my god, we are having parallel experiences toda...oh my god, we are having parallel experiences today. i was in a dentist's chair this morning, crying from pain from an infected tooth for which i have already paid a million dollars twenty years ago, and then when i came home feeling sorry and sick, it was Simon and Garfunkel I played. I saw them in Central Park with my college boyfriend years and years ago. They made me cry and cry at the sweetness of it, the painful long ago sweetness of it.<br /><br />Here we are. How I love you.37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-51067650279695064552011-11-07T14:41:24.417-08:002011-11-07T14:41:24.417-08:00Didn't see this before our chat.
Sorry for th...Didn't see this before our chat.<br /><br />Sorry for the morning. For the day. For the seizures. For everything really. Wishing I good carry some of it, but instead we will do this together.<br /><br />Oh, and the Lionel Richie thing. Old boyfriend for me too. A concert that I dragged him to all because of that song .. "Endless Love".. Remember that movie?Oh to be young again like that.<br /><br />Zoey is still bowing that little head for you and I will to my friend. See you soon.Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04209967185741239050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-77044558193068672112011-11-07T14:09:00.951-08:002011-11-07T14:09:00.951-08:00Sounds like too, too much on a rainy day.
This i...Sounds like too, too much on a rainy day. <br /><br />This is a beautiful, concise little piece of writing, by the way. I always love to read your words, even if I don't comment. xoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4863417462909147257.post-47184870900288857182011-11-07T13:52:55.502-08:002011-11-07T13:52:55.502-08:00It's the little things and they all add up and...It's the little things and they all add up and some days we just don't have the defenses. <br />I go to the dentist on Thursday. If I hear Lionel Richie while my fists are balled up I might sock someone.Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.com