The other day I was in town looking for my first Christmas presents. while I was there I noticed a strange atmosphere. It surely wasn't me, cause I know that moods you have can swing over to others. I was actually in a good mood. After so much rain, the sun decided to come out for a few hours and with the air being so cold - it was the best.
I passed by some youngsters at a square and decided to have a coffee at the place at the corner and was able to watch these "still kids" - not yet grownups a little. It was strange to see how different their reaction was when adults or kids passed by. They made a game out of it to really annoy kids walking past or uncool teens the same age as them. But if an adult passed by - they immediately changed their whole body language and "behaved " for a few Minutes and then continued their watch on youngster in order to be prepared to attack them.
What is it about these kids that they want to be heard? If you catch any of them alone, they are the sweetest people ever, but in a group they are just so rude and without anything human. They must have a problem and are wanting some sort of attention. My experience is, that there is usually only one of them in the group that would carry the blame to have so much power over the others. I mean, we all watch movies about these sort of guys with the power and then the movie ends with the underdog building up self esteem to say no to the chief. But what is it actually, that we as grownups are not seeing?
They want us to take them serious and we are not doing that. We are sending them to a place everyday that tells them what to do but does not ask them - what they want to do - We are lying to our kids that they need a diploma to achieve a career in our society. Truth is, we cannot estimate where we are going economically by the end of the week. So, we need to redefine our kids in our new and not so secure society.
We need to restructure and let them have a say in it. Instead we are telling them to shut up go to school and then start a life when it is over. But they have a sense that it is a lie and that is why they are at the square making trouble, they are our new Revolutionaries with to speak up. All we need to do, is listen.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Thursday, November 26, 2009
A little Short Story
I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now, a year from now.
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year - old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered.
The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.
The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess.' We must do something about father,' said the son. 'I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.'
So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl.
When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone.
Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.
The four-year-old watched it all in silence.
One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor.
He asked the child sweetly, 'What are you making?' Just as sweetly, the boy responded,
'Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up.' The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.
The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done.
That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table.
For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.
On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens, how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these things: a rainy day, lost luggage, tangled Christmas tree lights, the elderly and their kids.
I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.
I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as making a 'life...'
I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
I`ve learned that you cannot go through life expecting things, instead go and give......
I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But, if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.
I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.
I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.
I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone.
People love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year - old grandson. The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered.
The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.
The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess.' We must do something about father,' said the son. 'I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.'
So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl.
When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone.
Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.
The four-year-old watched it all in silence.
One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor.
He asked the child sweetly, 'What are you making?' Just as sweetly, the boy responded,
'Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up.' The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.
The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done.
That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table.
For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.
On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens, how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these things: a rainy day, lost luggage, tangled Christmas tree lights, the elderly and their kids.
I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.
I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as making a 'life...'
I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
I`ve learned that you cannot go through life expecting things, instead go and give......
I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But, if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.
I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.
I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.
I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone.
People love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.
Things that make me happy
- Walking barefoot in grass.
- Listening to good music in the car on the way to shopping.
- Taking a long hot shower.
- Getting up early before my family and enjoying the silence.
- fresh coffee smell. But I don`t drink it anymore.
- A good Book.
- The smell of fresh-cut grass.
- Watching the sunrise.
- Walking bare feet on the beach.
- Jumping on the trampoline.
- Watching the sunset.
- Hugging my child.
- Dark chocolate and good wine
- A clean house.
- Singing in the shower
- Watching our children play.
- Taking my little one to the shops early in the morning
- Helping someone in need.
- Making someone smile.
- A nature walk.
- Laying back and watching the sky from the trampoline.
- Swimming in the water/Atlantic sea naked.
- Taking an afternoon nap.
- Watching your children on Christmas morning
- Watching the ocean.
- Having conversations with my daughter.
- Getting letters.
- Ben & Jerry's Ice.
- A long talk on the phone with a good friend.
- Seeing money on my account.
- When my kids say " I love you, Mummy"
- Taking a bath.
- A hot day in the shade.
- Rain after too many hot days.
- Snuggling together under the covers with a good read aloud book.
- Cooking for visitors.
- Classical music.
- Country music - I just love it.
- The smell of homemade bread.
- The first snow
- Swinging on a swing.
- An empty mailbox.
- kissing and hugging after the kids find their way to bed.
- The smell of lillys.
- My body lotion and facial products from www.skinassure.com truely fantastic
Thoughts on a hot summers day
Today my daughter (10) came to me and said " If I can`t find a job or something else to do, I will just become a politician". She was dead serious about it.
It was a hot summers afternoon and something must have triggered her mind about this issue. Of course I had to smile about her plans and afterwards I wondered what made me smile? The fact that she considers the job as a politician as an easy one to do, or the fact that her attitude to life would be a more positive one to really set her goals in any direction she wants. If the second thought applied then I must pat myself on the shoulder and gaze at my work as a mother of 4. If we parents manage to keep our kids heads free of set thoughts (we want them to be doctors or lawyers) then I truly believe they can grow up free spirited and really find out what makes them happy............
It was a hot summers afternoon and something must have triggered her mind about this issue. Of course I had to smile about her plans and afterwards I wondered what made me smile? The fact that she considers the job as a politician as an easy one to do, or the fact that her attitude to life would be a more positive one to really set her goals in any direction she wants. If the second thought applied then I must pat myself on the shoulder and gaze at my work as a mother of 4. If we parents manage to keep our kids heads free of set thoughts (we want them to be doctors or lawyers) then I truly believe they can grow up free spirited and really find out what makes them happy............
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