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Ok, sorry for the rant . . .I want to fix the world . . .


Gosh, I don't think you're qualified for that. Just a guess. I think I don't no nuthing.


First glance at this I saw the food container as a quarter. Small

When my sons went through teething would fill a double shot glass with Southern Comfort. I would then moisten my finger with it and rub their gums which help relieve the pressure of the emerging teeth. They only consumed a minimal amount of alcohol but it did help them sleep better. I would then drink the remaining whiskey and I slept better.
But only for a short time.??


This cool (make that ****** near cold) weather doesn't do the gardens a bit of good.


Prudes.



Hey,
I composed a post the other day for this thread. Had to do with some family situations that are very important to me. Clicking on "submit" elicited a message I didn't understand ( now stop that !) Can't quote it because I can not remember exactly but, it sorta said here was a problem and indicated a number of (around) 415 I think. ( I said stop that ) Can/will anyone tell me what's up? I found nothing in the "rules".
 
I'm both Bi-polar AND Lysdexic (see, what more proof do you need
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) I was diagnosed Dyslexic as a child when it was considered a mental defect. But, my parents never gave up on me, and I had extra tutoring even before nursery school.

Seriously though, the bi-polar has had a far bigger impact on my education than the dyslexia.

I guess I feel a lot like Opa. And Olive. This 'No child left behind" just doesn't work because everyone has different capabilities, and some people simply don't have the IQ to get past high school even. This is simply a matter of fact, and being pc is not going to change anything. What we need to do, is encourage our young ones to focus on what they can do WELL, practice it, and then go on to be the best they can be in that endeavor.

Not everyone can be a rocket scientist or a surgeon, some of us are better suited to be janitors or trash collectors - nothing wrong with that, just be the best janitor or trash collector. We all have a place (or we all COULD have a place).

I once worked as an animator and my boss wanted me to work with a girl teaching her to do " 3D animations". Sadly, she didn't have the capability, but my boss insisted that since she was so determined, that she actually "could" do it. Well, after trying for a month on one scene, she finally gave up. It cost us quite a bit in lost time and money, not to mention all the O.T. I had to put in to correct all her mistakes.

It would be really wonderful if we all could do the things we want to do, or even if there was a way to know what we would be best at doing.

Sometimes it "IS" the fault of a bad teacher, but sometimes it really is a matter of the child not being up to "that particular task". And in that case, that is the fault of the teacher, not being able to spot it, or having to be P.C. and not telling the parents about it so that the child can focus instead on what he/she really is good at.

Ok, sorry for the rant . . .I want to fix the world . . .


When my sons went through teething would fill a double shot glass with Southern Comfort. I would then moisten my finger with it and rub their gums which help relieve the pressure of the emerging teeth. They only consumed a minimal amount of alcohol but it did help them sleep better. I would then drink the remaining whiskey and I slept better.


I'm both Bi-polar AND Lysdexic (see, what more proof do you need
wink.png
) I was diagnosed Dyslexic as a child when it was considered a mental defect. But, my parents never gave up on me, and I had extra tutoring even before nursery school.

Seriously though, the bi-polar has had a far bigger impact on my education than the dyslexia.

I guess I feel a lot like Opa. And Olive. This 'No child left behind" just doesn't work because everyone has different capabilities, and some people simply don't have the IQ to get past high school even. This is simply a matter of fact, and being pc is not going to change anything. What we need to do, is encourage our young ones to focus on what they can do WELL, practice it, and then go on to be the best they can be in that endeavor.

Not everyone can be a rocket scientist or a surgeon, some of us are better suited to be janitors or trash collectors - nothing wrong with that, just be the best janitor or trash collector. We all have a place (or we all COULD have a place).

I once worked as an animator and my boss wanted me to work with a girl teaching her to do " 3D animations". Sadly, she didn't have the capability, but my boss insisted that since she was so determined, that she actually "could" do it. Well, after trying for a month on one scene, she finally gave up. It cost us quite a bit in lost time and money, not to mention all the O.T. I had to put in to correct all her mistakes.

It would be really wonderful if we all could do the things we want to do, or even if there was a way to know what we would be best at doing.

Sometimes it "IS" the fault of a bad teacher, but sometimes it really is a matter of the child not being up to "that particular task". And in that case, that is the fault of the teacher, not being able to spot it, or having to be P.C. and not telling the parents about it so that the child can focus instead on what he/she really is good at.

Ok, sorry for the rant . . .I want to fix the world . . .


When my sons went through teething would fill a double shot glass with Southern Comfort. I would then moisten my finger with it and rub their gums which help relieve the pressure of the emerging teeth. They only consumed a minimal amount of alcohol but it did help them sleep better. I would then drink the remaining whiskey and I slept better.

Gosh, I don't think you're qualified for that. Just a guess. I think I don't no nuthing.


First glance at this I saw the food container as a quarter. Small

But only for a short time.??




Prudes.



Hey,
I composed a post the other day for this thread. Had to do with some family situations that are very important to me. Clicking on "submit" elicited a message I didn't understand ( now stop that !) Can't quote it because I can not remember exactly but, it sorta said here was a problem and indicated a number of (around) 415 I think. ( I said stop that ) Can/will anyone tell me what's up? I found nothing in the "rules".
I lost that message.

Golly, it/I feel lonley. All alone am I..Alone with just the beat of my heart... Better than ALL ALONE. I suppose.
 
It's daylight now but still too early to go out in the yard and start making working noises. Could weed. Or plant. Or just stay here with the fireplace warming the living room. Yep...

I have been thinking poetry off and on for several days now. Do you Know this poem? Actually the poem the line is from.

"The little tin soldier is red with rust, and his musket ------____------____." What does the musket do? Who wrote the poem? Why or how do you know this? Can we blame a teacher?


"-----Bravest of all in Fredrick town, she took (or put) up the flag the men had hauled down" Who was she? When did she do the deed? Author ?


Do you give a rip?

Like the game ?

How about a new thread?

Got the time?

RSVP.

On another note. I spent my last 2 hours in bed this A M thinking of what to bring to chicken stock.. Somebody trumped my ace it seems.
 
Reading is a wonderful thing..................most of the time. However, when you do as I did last night it does present a little bit of a problem. I was going to read for a little while last night and the first thing I knew 400 pages were read and it was 3 in the morning. I only had a couple of hundred more pages to the end and I had to force myself to put the book down and go to bed. In spite of that late turnin my internal alarm still kicked me out of bed before 6am. I'm sure that I will suffer for it before the day is over.

Ever notice how some songs seem inane and others are relevant to your life? Occasionally one will seem to get stuck in your mind and you find yourself mentally singing it throughout the day. When it is something stupid like Red Solo Cup it can be irritating. I don't mind when it happens with a song like Trace Adkin's She Thinks We're Just Fishing or Jason Aldean's Fly Over States. In fact sometimes just such a song can lead to introspection and self examination and that can always be revealing.

Often songs can remind you of a place or a person. One of the things I've enjoyed with the new cell phones is their ability to play a portion of a song that you can then assign to a individual caller. When my oldest son, who travels constantly for work, calls I immediately know without looking that it is him as my phone plays Asphalt Cowboy. When my best friend, who recently bought a 110 year old home needing lots of work, calls I hear What was I thinking? I've found that finding a song that identifies the caller can be an interesting challenge and when a call come in it can add a moment of frivolity to your day. When someone from BYC rings me up I'm alerted with a few strains of Sic em on a chicken.
 
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It's daylight now but still too early to go out in the yard and start making working noises. Could weed. Or plant. Or just stay here with the fireplace warming the living room. Yep...

I have been thinking poetry off and on for several days now. Do you Know this poem? Actually the poem the line is from.

"The little tin soldier is red with rust, and his musket ------____------____." What does the musket do? Who wrote the poem? Why or how do you know this? Can we blame a teacher?


"-----Bravest of all in Fredrick town, she took (or put) up the flag the men had hauled down" Who was she? When did she do the deed? Author ?


Do you give a rip?

Like the game ?

How about a new thread?

Got the time?

RSVP.

On another note. I spent my last 2 hours in bed this A M thinking of what to bring to chicken stock.. Somebody trumped my ace it seems.
Bob that is a great poem and one that provokes memories of long forgotten times.

[FONT=Arial Black,Arial,Helvetica]Little Boy Blue[/FONT]
[FONT=Arial,Helvetica,Monaco]by Eugene Field (1850-1895)[/FONT]
[FONT=Georgia,Book Antiqua,Times New Roman]The little toy dog is covered with dust,
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
And his musket moulds in his hands.
Time was when the little toy dog was new,
And the soldier was passing fair;
And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue
Kissed them and put them there.
"Now, don't you go till I come," he said,
"And don't you make any noise!"
So, toddling off to his trundle-bed,
He dreamt of the pretty toys;
And, as he was dreaming, an angel song
Awakened our Little Boy Blue---
Oh! the years are many, the years are long,
But the little toy friends are true!
Ay, faithful to Little Boy Blue they stand,
Each in the same old place---
Awaiting the touch of a little hand,
The smile of a little face;
And they wonder, as waiting the long years through
In the dust of that little chair,
What has become of our Little Boy Blue,
Since he kissed them and put them there.[/FONT]


Speaking of memories and poems many years ago I wrote this to include in a Mother's Day card I sent.

A Poem For My Mother

Me and my brothers,
my brothers and me.
In a bath tub boat
we’d put out to sea.

Off we’d sail
to a faraway land,
shoebox treasure chest
buried in the sand.

Off we sailed
to a distant village
Dad’s cows watched
as we’d loot and we pillage.

Me and my brothers
my brothers and me.
Can you remember
how it used to be?
 
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Good Morning everyone- eta- i wrote a novel big enough to rival Nova's posts..lol..

I had this huge paragraph typed and quotes and then my cat jumped on the keyboard and somehow it deleted everything and put me on the homepage.
Not going through to get it all again.

Im going to summarize.

Juise if you told me moss it was in some alien name, lol. I would LOVE moss. But its around five dollars a pot- a very tiny pot.

Cute calf.

School systems:

My son was a straight A kid, great kid went to school every day, etc was always polite, etc *i was always shocked when someone told me how good my kid was, because he was the opposite at home- but if you have to act up somewhere, better at home than out in public*. The school put my son in ninth grade in the classes where they had the gang members, the druggies, the bullies, etc. They actually fill a class with them in this highschool instead of having the 'bad' kids dispersed. I went to the school- WHY do you have my straight A son in these classes? They told me and I quote "He is such a great guy, we want him in these classes to be an example on how to act, how to be a good student".

Well, my son didnt get beat up, he didnt get picked on, he didnt get teased. Nope, he became friends with these guys, got on drugs, quit taking his meds for bipolar, and dropped out of school in tenth grade- despite me trying everything I could. I put him in an alternative highschool the following year- and he just wouldnt go, or he would get dropped off (school was fortyfive minutes away) and he would hang out at another alternative hs skippers house all day.

My daughter has a hearing disability- and she spells like she speaks and like she hears words. She has straight As. She works hard, and takes school serious. Very serious. All the teachers love her. She is fabulous in her ability to get her work done, extra credit, etc. despite a few setbacks. She wears a hearing device the teacher wears a microphone that goes to her hearing device. One math teacher, very frustrated with Tiffs inability to understand some algebra stuff, saw another student trying to help her. He forgot he had on the microphone and said, "You can't put dumb and dumber together". That affected her in the best way, once she was over the hurt. She decided she was going to SHOW HIM. She is now in honors algebra, advanced placement geometry, and starting trig this fall semester.

I truly enjoyed going to the schools meet and greet with my youngest daughter and walking up to him and saying, "Her sister is Tiffany. Remember dumb and dumber? Well, now she is in blahblahblah..."

The school tried to put her in some of those classes with their "difficult" students- and I very ADAMANTLY refused and threatened to pull her out of the school completely.

She has test anxiety. She can have straight As on homework, class assignments,etc- but take a test and she fails it, or gets a C. Asked the school for help with this. I dont know any more how to help her out. Her one teacher said, "tell her she can bring a teddybear to class and hold it during a test." SERIOUSLY????? She is sixteen. That would go over great with her peers.



Which brings us to my youngest daughter. She is epileptic and probable bi-polar- as her symptoms are identical to her brothers.
My daughters elementary years were pure hell.
I fought the school all the way up to the top deputy dog of the states special education system. My daughter was not diagnosed as epileptic until fifth grade. Crucial learning years- third and fourth grade, fifth grade...LOST.
She was having up to a hundred seizures a day- not flop on the ground, but stare-off seizures. The kind where you are here then you arent then you are...gone just long enough to miss instructions on how to do something, to miss "take your book out and turn to page 4..." They said she was rebellious, didnt follow directions, didnt pay attention, wouldnt answer them, etc..

They took away her recesses.
Then when she didnt have her recess, they took away her gym class.
Then when she didnt have recess, or gym...they made her eat lunch alone in the class room.
I fought them. She was diagnosed with ADHD- the doctor put her on meds.
The teachers put her in the very back of the class, next to the trash can, and forgot she existed. I argued, and I lost. "We have thirty one other students who WANT to learn"....
The adhd medication caused my daughter to have a huge grand mal seizure in the school hallway. There was the beginning of our diagnosis. Her pediatrician said, "this is a very safe adhd med, but if a child doesnt have adhd and has epilepsy, it can bring on a grandmal. Next step was a neurologist to confirm it.

The school moved her along grade to grade even though she didnt learn the basics. Reading was impossible, and is still very very hard. She cant spell at all. She doesnt know the basic rules for most subjects. Now, the teachers say: the instructions are on the top of the page"..well, she doesnt understand the instructions. They cant be bothered, and tutoring is SO crazy expensive, I cant afford it.

She has developed an attitude that works for her, but not for me or society- in order to not feel stupid, or look stupid, she doesnt do the work. She gets detention, she gets Ds. She gets an attitude, and she gets suspended.
They tell me that she will have to pass Algebra one and two in order to graduate. Well, Im sure she will have major problems in highschool next year. There are no real programs to help that are available to us. Sometimes she cries and cries and thinks she is stupid, but mainly she has adopted the "I dont care" attitude.
She is excellent in art, far above what I would expect from a fourteen year old, she is great at cooking, sewing, gardening, animal-care,etc. But none of that is going to get her to pass the 'graduation requirements'. They made her take Spanish this year. Cant understand basic English rules, but put her in another language. Yep, failed that class.

She got detention from a substitute teacher once because< "they were watching a movie, and when it was done and all the kids went to their seat, Kayla just sat there, staring at the screen. Refused to answer the teacher, refused to return to her seat." I asked, "did she say anything to the teacher?" "Was she insubordinate, rude, rebellious, etc?" Nope. Just sat there and refused to take her seat. So, I asked, innocently of course, "Well, I am certain that this substitute teacher read her IEP and knows about her seizures, right? Can you honestly tell me that she was NOT having a seizure, and was indeed disobeying the substitute? At thirteen, she would sit in front of a teevee screen on the floor while the rest of the class went to their seats- to defy a teacher?" Oh no, they couldnt do that. In fact, they said, "Im sure the substitute was unaware that Kayla is epileptic." COULD YOU PLEASE PUT THAT IN WRITING? didnt want to do that, they dismissed her detention.

I know what classes they are going to put her in in the highschool. And she actually needs those. However, they also have the other group of kids in there that are in there because the school doesnt want to deal with them....
 
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SAM

Red Solo Cup gets stuck in my head ALL the time.

In fact, I am known to break out in song and sing a few lines of it to my kids as we are driving.
Just enough to get the song stuck in their heads, as well....


Red Solo Cup...

I fill you up..
Lets have a party...
 
Opa/Bob, That Little Boy Blue poem is super sad. :( And Opa, I really like the one you wrote for your mom. Reminds me of my boys. :)
On another note. I spent my last 2 hours in bed this A M thinking of what to bring to chicken stock.. Somebody trumped my ace it seems.
What was your ace?


Juise - My 6 month old is also teething, and my 3 year old has become a serious cling-on, so I definitely feel your pain. Some days I have him in the Ergo on back and her in a wrap on front at the same time. It's a good workout, lol


TC - I *love* your goat/ducklings. I really wish I could have both of those in my yard. My husband would actually be on board for a goat, he's just really resistant to the water maintenance of ducks. Boo.


Raz - I'm very curious about your skunk rehab. She doesn't spray you? How will you acclimate her to the wild?
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I just got a free lunch and a piece of cake, and I get to eat it too!
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Nigellas dropped off the chickies... they look so nice! They're being very good, quietly peeping and scratching in the box. Her kids are so cute too!!
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I do make cute kids, lol. ;) Glad I got the chicks to you and the dude that picked 2 of the roos. The remaining two have been huddled under mom in the cold snap we are having and at 4 weeks old, I don't think she could have fit everyone under her, those 2 just barely fit.

Which brings us to my youngest daughter. She is epileptic and probable bi-polar- as her symptoms are identical to her brothers.
My daughters elementary years were pure hell.
I fought the school all the way up to the top deputy dog of the states special education system. My daughter was not diagnosed as epileptic until fifth grade. Crucial learning years- third and fourth grade, fifth grade...LOST.
She was having up to a hundred seizures a day- not flop on the ground, but stare-off seizures. The kind where you are here then you arent then you are...gone just long enough to miss instructions, to miss "take your book out and turn to page 4..." They said she was rebellious, didnt follow directions, didnt pay attention, wouldnt answer them, etc..

They took away her recess.
Then when she didnt have her recess, they took away her gym class.
Then when she didnt have recess, or gym...they made her eat lunch alone in the class room.
I fought them. She was diagnosed with ADHD- the doctor put her on meds.
The teachers put her in the very back of the class, next to the trash can, and forgot she existed. I argued, and I lost. "We have thirty one other students who WANT to learn"....
The adhd medication caused my daughter to have a huge grand mal seizure in the school hallway. There was the beginning of our diagnosis. Her pediatrician said, "this is a very safe adhd med, but if a child doesnt have adhd and has epilepsy, it can bring on a grandmal. Next step was a neurologist to confirm it.

The school moved her along grade to grade even though she didnt learn the basics. Reading was impossible, and is still very very hard. She cant spell at all. She doesnt know the basic rules for most subjects. Now, the teachers say: the instructions are on the top of the page"..well, she doesnt understand the instructions. They cant be bothered, and tutoring is SO crazy expensive, I cant afford it. She has developed an attitude that works for her, but not for me or society- in order to not feel stupid, or look stupid, she doesnt do the work. She gets detention, she gets Ds. She gets an attitude, and she gets suspended. They tell me that she will have to pass Algebra one and two in order to graduate. Well, Im sure she will have major problems in highschool next year. There are no real programs to help that are available to us. Sometimes she cries and cries and thinks she is stupid, but mainly she has adopted the "I dont care" attitude. She is excellent in art, far above what I would expect from a fourteen year old, she is great at cooking, sewing, etc. But none of that is going to get her to pass the 'graduation requirements'.
I know what classes they are going to put her in in the highschool. And she actually needs those. However, they also have the other group of kids in there that are in there because the school doesnt want to deal with them....
Does she have an IEP? If she has special education needs based on her medical situation than the school needs to provide them in a way that is helpful for her.


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My boys slept in a little, so it was just Eloise (my 6 month old) and I this morning. It was really relaxing sitting with her outside, drinking coffee and watching the hens. My boys (5 &3) are a heap of fun, but definitely not relaxing. lol
 
Red Solo Cup...

I fill you up..
Lets have a party...
Nooooo! That's all it takes to get it stuck!

Baseball is canceled for the day! Good! I hate Saturday games because they put them smack dab in the middle of the day. Now they want to reschedule, I'll bet for the 23.

Mom - You have had a rough road with your kids. You might look into the Michigan Academy. Not sure if that's the full title. No cost learning at home with a computer. Some of my homeschooling friends use it because they don't have the time to be the teacher every day.

Education - I was a great student and hated every minute of school. My son is 10 and is at about a first grade reading level. It has a lot to do with his speech delay but I so want him to like to read. I have had to settle for, be able to read not like it. When he took hunter's safety he was one of the few kids that would admit he needed help reading. I've tried to stress with him, you can't be good at everything. For me it is a constant reminder to myself that "living up to his potential" isn't what life is all about. Being a well rounded, educated, involved and happy young man is.

Off to the farmers market. Lots of eggs to sell.
 
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