humanity
Humanity begins at home.
A chance to say goodbye
Recently I received a Facetime call on the beach. It was a beautiful morning full of sun-sparkles on the shallow still water of the estuary. Pelicans hanging out on the sandspit in small groups. They looked like they had gathered together for a chance to bask in the late winter sun on their way north or south. The air was full of the smell of eucalypts warming themselves into the day; their leaves rustling as the wind caught them, gently stirring them as the breeze swirled in the air. The water softly lapped at the edge of the sand, barely creating a wave in the moment before and after the call.
By Myrtle McLoughlin4 years ago in Families
What is Your Child’s Personality Type?
Child development experts are still locked in a debate over nature versus nurture. It is the longstanding argument over whether a person’s innate qualities ("nature") or her personal experiences ("nurture") carry more importance in determining individual differences in her physical, behavioral, and personality traits.
By Luo re Luo4 years ago in Families
in my world of ghosts
When I was born I was different. All babies cry, but I cried all the time. My mother loves to tell the story of how she was the only one that could hold me and if anyone tried to help me I would scream like someone was killing me. Perhaps that explains the distance between us. I made her life difficult and these days I can't blame her completely. What name could they give to a child like me? When I got older I was terrified of the world. I remember starting nursery school and sitting in the corner in the shadows terrified of everyone and everything. Somedays I was so difficult and cried so much my father had to come and get me. I don't think there was ever a time that I interacted with anyone.. except when it was time for the parade. It was this parade-type thing where we marched around with musical instruments. Music was my only way of expression even at that young age. The music spoke for me. So when it was time for that parade I opened up and smiled and even spoke to a few children and played my instrument with all my heart and when the parade was done, I went back to my corner and cried. How I hated the ending of things.
By Holy horse4 years ago in Families
Does Your Child Know the Meaning of Charity?
All parents have big dreams for their children. But most often, the dreams or aspirations are limited to the professional arena. If you ask a parent what he/she plans for his/her child, the most likely answer would be something related to either academics or sports or maybe the arts. Yes, all parents aspire for their children to excel in academics, or sports, or maybe make a mark as noted singers or artists. And they do spend money, time, and effort to arrange for their children to receive the best training, facilities, and opportunities to achieve those dreams.
By Luo re Luo4 years ago in Families
Where they stood still
I dont know about you but, every long road trip starts with getting a tank full of gas and a car wash at, the drive through soap and rinse. I sit buckled in, watch the purple and pink foam melting down the front window, I second guess turning the wipers on, does the rainbow foam do a better job if I let it slide down, or does giving it a wipe push the bug guts off better.
By Owen Taylor4 years ago in Families

