Tag Archives: childhood

reaching out.

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one friend shares her flower with another

 

as a teacher of young children

i am always struck

by the natural way

that children connect with each other

reaching out

with genuine kindness and kinship.

 

“anyone who takes time to be kind is beautiful.”

-author unknown

fingernail.

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when i was a little girl

one of my sisters used to bite her nails

when i’d look out the window

see the sliver of a moon

i thought that was her nail up there

wanting endlessly

to think of a way to get it back for her.

“it’s like we’re on a rocket ship that we were just painting,

and suddenly it took off

and we’re holding onto the ship with our fingernails.

Esteban Contreras

comfort always.

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day two of our return to school

 we all find comfort in our own way

a donkey, a pillow, a bus, a dragon

  each makes all the difference to someone. 

 

“cure sometimes, treat often, comfort always.”

-hippocrates

spirited.

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fifteen months old

back to the baby book we go

another precursor to my future

pretty accurate then and now.

not so much the running. 

“walks and runs real well. understands almost anything you tell her. climbs on everything.

also started kissing at 15 months.”

– my mom

 

“once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight,

or any experience that reveals the human spirit.”

– e. e. cummings

rhythm and music.

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from the rhythm and music section of my baby book:

“loves to hear record player going or any music at 15 months.

attempts to dance to it and complains when music stops.”

not one part of this has changed except for my age.  

 

“music and rhythm find their way into the secret places of the soul.”

-plato

birch.

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standing in my yard

a child

 small among the birch trees

i would slowly peel away the bark

creating the most delicate pieces of beautiful paper

a gift from the tree

uncurled and waiting to be my papyrus.

 

“out of sight above the house, the mirror moon reflected the sun of a day not yet dawned,

shining the pale light of tomorrow on the yard and on the paper birches.”

 -dean koontz

 

 

 

image credit: white birch fragrance oil

little dark house.

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back in the day

when my girls were little

if there was a power outage

I would tell them

we were just like the family

in ‘the little house on the prairie’

 we could pretend we were them

 have lots of fun

it was okay for a while

until it got old

the novelty wore off

when there was

no pa playin’ the fiddle

no butter to churn

no humming and singing

no stitchin’ to be done

no cows to milk

 then we just had to wait it out

and it was not fun.

“where a light can’t live, i know i can’t.” 

-Laura Ingalls Wilder, Little House on the Prairie

 

 

 

image credit: nbc tv

 

chatty.

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I was 6 years old and so excited to finally get my chatty-cathy

a doll with a string in the back

that you could pull and she would talk

(18 phrases at random)

‘please take me with you’

‘may I have a cookie?’

‘I love you.’

she was a wonderful doll

 we were happy together

until

I came home one day

and noticed to my horror

that my oldest sister

had given her a haircut

(picture a choppy hacked pixie cut with stringy bits)

I did not have a good reaction to it

I exploded in tears

very dramatically

sobbing and instantly tattling on her

 chatty’s hair never grew back

and one day she was gone.

(the doll, not my sister)

after all these years

I still bring it up

to my sister

every so often

 she always tells me 

she had no idea

 I would have such a strong reaction

she was just trying to give her a fancy hair style

and while I have long-ago forgiven her

I still have no idea

what chatty may have said to her during the haircut.

“a beloved doll’s voice speaks directly to your soul

in a way that cannot be explained in words.” 

-gayle wray

 

p.s. I am not a fan of dolls as an adult, they kind of terrify me, especially talking ones.

 

image credit: Mattel Toys