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Deadl..." I wish I could express myself the way she does. Over the years, I haven't been able to tell one or two guys my feelings for them - I guess I'm too scared of rejection and spoiling a friendship. The only relationship I had was 'arranged'. I was engaged to the guy for six months till he broke it off suddenly on his mother's orders. I heard, from a mutual friend, that he cried a lot after that. Anyway, I've always felt inadequate as a woman because I haven't had a proper relationship. I know I don't need validation - blah blah - at an intellectual level, but not at an emotional level. It doesn't help that the airwaves are full of messages like 'you're nobody till somebody loves you'. They mean romantic love - and in this case, I'm nobody. This song just made me think that maybe if I could express myself better things would be different. |
Ẃeβ࿚Ẃỉtcĥ  and StephBee  "The Bard's Hall Contest" Prayer of Thanks At my eye check up last month, my glaucoma medications had to be altered as they weren't as effective on me any more. I went for the follow up check up today and the eye pressure is going back to normal. It's good progress and I am very grateful! This afternoon I'll go to a poetry meet up so that I feel more 'normal' again!  Happy Saturday, all. |
| Getting nervous Now, Ẃeβ࿚Ẃỉtcĥ and StephBee - look what you did!What did we do, you ask? And you may very well ask, young ladies. Well, you've commented efficiently on every blog post of mine for "The Bard's Hall Contest" - except "Bard's Hall Blog Contest June 2025 - Entry #21" .Do you know how nervous that makes me? I've been wondering if I got my settings wrong and set it to private by mistake (I didn't), or if there's a smut on my nose in the picture of me (there isn't and if there was you wouldn't see it, the pic isn't big enough) or if you don't like my art. Please put me out of my misery and tell me that you love my post and love me (though the latter I take for granted.  )I love both of you.   |
| Ẃeβ࿚Ẃỉtcĥ StephBee "The Bard's Hall Contest" And I am a material girl Went to the Post Office (special post mark for NO DRUGS DAY), School, Friend's house, clothes shopping. I like to get my clothes stitched, as I have mentioned before, and getting the fabric is tough. Found a place which sells unstitched fabric by the 'set' - that means you get co-ordinated fabric for the top, the trousers, and the 'dupatta' (also called chunni). Now being a bigger size and wanted long sleeves, I have to combine the material of the top and the bottom and then have some left over. It leads to some interesting results. Let's see what happens this time. Bought one orange and one blue set. Also, I've been needing new nighties (I still wear some of Mom's which I've been wearing since she passed away in Dec. 2006. I know, I know, that's a long time to wear nighties.) Cot a couple of readymade nighties (one red, one yellow) which fit me. As the singer Madonna would say - I am a material girl (though we don't live in a material world according to this context!) |
Ẃeβ࿚Ẃỉtcĥ StephBee "The Bard's Hall Contest"  Art   I've never counted myself as an artist. In school when there was drawing to be done for homework, more often than not my Dad did the drawing for me. Yep, forty-one years later I can admit it, though I'm not proud to do so. Anyway ... ten years ago, as art therapy for my eyesight, I attended a 2-day art workshop. After that, I have started painting 'circles'. Now I find that it soothes me to take up paintbrush or crayon, and people admire the circles I paint. I've tried to make this art 'productive'. I've covered store-bought notebooks (physical paper books you write in) and tried to sell them. But friends stated what I should price them at, including the manager of the store - and then they didn't sell well at that price. Less than that would undermine their worth, friends said, and at that price people thought twice before buying ... But I continue to make my circles. They're the best de-stress I have, alongside writing and collecting post marks. I keep daydreaming of using my art to good effect one day, and in the meantime, I love the process! |
| Ẃeβ࿚Ẃỉtcĥ StephBee "The Bard's Hall Contest" School Today I had a lot of fun in school today. I'd asked Grade 3 to act out some passages I'd given them from Enid Blyton books. The result varied - some of them had straightforward narration, with only the narrator speaking and the actors miming. Others not only acted the passages given but added some bits about what happened before and after. I really enjoyed their creativity! The thing I noted was that the level of reading aloud ranged from below average to excellent. The majority of the students are just about average. I've mentioned this to the regular teacher, that she maybe could do more reading aloud, and she agrees. The school gives lunch. Today there was Green Curry with rice and a papaya salad which was absolute bliss. There was also a dessert (gulab jamun) but I opted not to have it because I was enjoying the salad so much I took another helping of that instead! For next time I've given them 'The Marrog' by RC Scriven to recite. I've told them this is to be an individual activity - I want all the kids to SPEAK! |
| Words: 241 "Mom, Mom!" Little Jimmy started yelling as soon as he disembarked from the school bus. His mother, Nancy, getting his snack ready in the kitchen, thought something had happened to her son and rushed to the gate. "You're all right!" she cried in relief. The bus driver called out from behind the wheel, "I don't know why he shouted, Ma'am. He's okay," and started up the bus again. But little Jimmy didn't look happy. "It's terrible, Mom," he said. "What is, darling?" Nancy took him by the hand and led him inside. "A doctor came to visit the first grade today, to talk to us. He said smoking is very bad for the lungs. He said anyone who smokes a cigarette dies faster. Is Daddy going to die?" They were in the kitchen and Nancy held him while he washed his hands and sat down to his potato salad. She wondered how to handle this. For a while, Jimmy ate. Then he asked again, "Is Daddy going to die?" Nancy took her smartphone from her pocket and dialed her husband. "Hi Honey, your son has a question for you." She put the phone on speaker. "Ask away, son." "Daddy, the doctor says if you smoke, you're going to die faster. Are you going to die?" There was a pause. Then his Dad's voice came through clearly. "No, son. I'm not going to die because I'm not going to smoke any more." |
| Dinner Went to my cousin's place for dinner last night. Had some lovely food and met two of her friends. And you know what - one of those friends was my colleague in my first job in 1989 and we exchanged some 'do you remember' moments! Her other friend is a chef and said "I won't lecture" but a couple of times said 'so when this is cooked ...' and lectured anyway but it was a fun lecture. My cousin has a dog and I bought him a toy carrot squeakie so that he might like his vegetables! Ẃeβ࿚Ẃỉtcĥ StephBee "The Bard's Hall Contest" |
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