Thursday, June 25, 2009

We had an enormous amount of fun with Jo





It seemed a very short time that she was little. She looked at things in a very simple and childlike way, from early. I was Dad's disciple and Ju was Dad's entertainer, Jack was a very independent child and Joanne taught us the gift of imagination.
Bouncy, bouncy bally yippety, bippety bumptye. and Magilla Gorilla. I never looked at these things before. I was in kindergarten and somebody asked me what do you want to be when you grow up. I want to go to South Africa and fight with Stephen Beko against apartheid. AHHHH! I was never a child.
Jo brought us all a life that was about simplicity and fun. It was necessary, because the war, the Civil rights war that was fought had been lost. Discouragement was high.
I had forgotten and missed alot of the beauty of the simplicity of childhood. But the day that I got in trouble or almost got in trouble for eating the chocolate kiss, I was sitting with grandma and she showed me the most adorable picture of Amy and Jo and I started crying. Because that look of innocence never belonged to me. I was always fighting the fight.
We terrorized her, or I did. Labelled her as the liar for one lie. But that situation taught me about lies and the truth. What makes little children lie is often the price that big ones put on trust and truth. I lied, mostly because I was afraid. So did Jo about the gum. Who wouldn't have lied with 3 big girls looking down her throat for the gum? Do you have gum? What are you going to do to me? We were terrorists to poor Jo. That is what Dad was saying when He said poor Jo. What horrible big sisters she has. Still she is able to find peace and fun and imagination. Where is Magilla? Outside with Jo Jo. Where is imagination and fun?
I really didn't think about the little ones as people until we were banished to the attic. I was bannished to spend the rest of my Bodden days with the "little ones" Achhhhh! What could have been worse or better? They taught me everything that I know about childhood and imagination. They taught me that I don't have to be a tyrant to gain respect and I learned about forgiveness and reconciliation. If they could forgive me for my nasty, big sister antics, there truly was a God. That was one of the things that God was saving me from. Being a tyranical big sister.
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Title- The Studious One!

Title- The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.

Widdle Emmie in outer space school

Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.

Midnight at the OASIS

Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville

My little Emmie

ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!

My Father and I 1989

My Father and I 1989

to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme

A VISIT TO PAPA











Are you going to Mary Immaculate?

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



Remember me to the one who lived there,



He once was a true love of mine,



Tell him to buy me an acre of land,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,



Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,



Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,



Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.



Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,



Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,



After your done 50 pushups



and jog down the West Side Highway,



Then he’ll be a true love of mine…

(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)





He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.