Thursday, November 05, 2009
Have you ever contemplated starting a second childhood? I used to find that my clowning experiences were exactly that. People didn't expect a person in clown make up to behave in a mature (and boring) way. They actually anticipated being surprised and entertained. (I don't usually have a problem with that.)
This afternoon I am wondering if I would still enjoy the games and activities that I did as a younger person. I loved being outside with girlfriends skipping on someone's smooth driveway or in the yard of the school. Remember those songs and chants that went with skipping (alone or with a bunch)? "Girl Guide, Girl Guide Dressed In Blue", "A", My Name Is Alice..." Perhaps you have memories of skipping songs.
I don't know if I have the upper body strength to pick up my marker if I tried hopscotch again. I think I could manage the footwork & jumping, but the bending over might... be....a...little... challenging. We didn't used to have lycra back then. We used to fight against our corduroy jumpers and bunched up leotards and laced up leather shoes (or heaven forbid, mom made you wear your rubberboots because it MIGHT rain!
I'd like to find one good brick wall where I could bounce a rubber ball in the toe of some nylons until the blasted thing shot out from the worn out end. Did anyone try that with an indian rubber ball? Ooooo I can imagine the bruises already!
I've never been one to juggle, but it used to feel like I came close whenever we bounced 2 balls against the school walls at recess. The tall wall of the gym was the best one, but you had to be fast out the school door or all the wall space would be taken up by the more fleet of foot.
Seems like we were always singing. Lots of games had songs and actions.
When we were going to or from school and it started to pour down on us, my sister and I would sing, "Robin In The Rain" to my little brother. He was the one who introduced "Little Rabbit Foo Foo" to me.
It used to surprise me that my younger sibs actually learned OTHER stuff than what was taught to me. How dare they alter the curriculum even one iota?? I was the big sister and it was my job to know everything. (Did I actually just write that?)
If for tomorrow, I planned a day of entering into my second childhood, I would splash in some puddles, sit on the ground (so I could get cold in my kidneys), run with scissors and play with a sharp stick (so I could put out somebody's kneecap), I'd hide a worm somewhere in the house, stick my tongue out behind somebody's back, not comb my hair or wash my face for at least half the day. I would draw a puppet on a paper bag and make him talk gibberish. I think I would like to revisit my finger painting days. I would definitely organize a parade! I would create homemade musical instruments with cans and beads, sticks and elastic bands, and just somehow I would design a wooden glockenspiel with boxes and tape! Let the music of youth and enthusiasm play on!!!
What would you do if you created a play day for yourself???
I wonder, would it still be fun?
Sunday, November 01, 2009
In 1919 when the flu killed 40 million people there was this Doctor that visited the many farmers to see if he could help them combat the flu. Many of the farmers and their family
had contracted it and many died.
The doctor came upon this one farmer and to his surprise, everyone was very healthy. When the doctor asked what the farmer was doing that was different the wife replied that she had placed an unpeeled onion in a dish in the rooms of the home, (probably only three rooms or less back then).
The doctor couldn't believe it and asked if he could have one of the onions and place it under the microscope. She gave him one and when he did this, he did find the flu virus in the onion. It obviously absorbed the bacteria, therefore, keeping the family healthy.
Now, I heard this story from my hairdresser in Arizona. She said that several years ago many of her employees were coming down with the flu and so were many of her customers. The next year she placed several bowls with onions around in her shop.To her surprise, none of her staff got sick. It must work...(And no, she is not in the onion business.)
The moral of the story is, buy some onions and place them in bowls around your home. If you work at a desk, place one or two in your office or under your desk or even on top somewhere. Try it and see what happens. We did it last year and we never got the flu.
If this helps you and your loved ones from getting sick, all the better. If you do get the flu, it just might be a mild case..
Whatever, what have you to lose?
Just a few bucks on onions!!!!!! !!!!!!!!
Now there is a P. S.. to this--- for I sent it to a friend in Oregon who regularly contributes material to me on health issues.
She replied with this most interesting experience about onions: I don't know about the farmers story...but, I do know that I contacted pneumonia and needless to say I was very ill...I came across an article that said to cut both ends off an onion put one end on a fork and then place the forked end into an empty jar...placing the jar next to the sick patient at night. It said the onion would be black in the morning from the germs...sure enough it happened just like that... the onion was a mess and I began to feel better.
Another thing I read in the article was that onions and garlic placed around the room saved many from the black plague years ago. They have powerful antibacterial, antiseptic properties.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
I got an email from my sister who just hung up on my mom. When my sister needs a bit of support, she doesn't usually phone Mom, so this is disappointing.
My sister, "S" is a young widow with a 12 year old daughter and 14 year old son. She works full time and has both kids in hockey. Their time and finances are often stretched to the max.
When sis phones our mother, there isn't the sympathy you might expect. Mom doesn't value the time & money spent on equipment, practices, games and exhibitions. Telling my sister to get the kids out of hockey isn't the answer she wants to hear. Telling sis that she's doing too much isn't what she wants to hear either.
Sometimes we women just want to unburden and have a listening ear...
Have you ever needed to purge your troubles and all your supporters want to do is SOLVE your problems? sigh
Sure, my sister could use a full time housekeeper, a part time nanny, a rich partner, a chauffeur, cook and maybe a few more support staff. (Some days, couldn't we all???)
I'm 5 provinces away and feel pretty useless at this point.
Since I've read her email, I've had a prayer for her, asked some Spark friends to pray, and I haven't sent any reactive email back. I hope she is doing all right.
If you have a friend or relative who needs to be heard, try with all your energy to listen and sympathize this week. Don't solve. Don't poo-poo their trials.
And if you see your sister sometime soon, give her a hug. I sure wish I could hug "S" this afternoon...
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