Wednesday, September 17, 2008 4:12 PM
my pained teddy made strong
They never get it right no matter how many times we've corrected them.
We've tried making it seem like a secret spelling play. We've tried doing it with pronounced lip movement and syllable emphasis. We've even tried rationalizing so they would remember better and yet they still can't get it right.
He's given up and although it's his name, I'm still at it.
I can't possibly stop cause my thoughts tell me that it diminishes a little from the ties we have and that scares me. It may be a silly mistake but it just bothers that if not for my birth certificate, we'll technically not belong.
There she is, all decked in green repeating instructions and she's saying it with a pronounced 'u'. It bugs me and I want to say something but I let her go on. Her green uniform must already carry much more than it usually should and so adding this to that may not be a very wise thing to do. She seemed serious but with his charm, he's gotten her to smile. It amazes me how his simple lines could make everyone smile and some even to tell him about their lives.
She's given him a big zip lock bag filled with many more smaller zip lock bags, his pirate gear and some tape. He's always been amused that they have always encouraged being pirates and now he gets to be one too. She repeats that it's important to transform into a pirate at bed time and he smiles.
He's ready to go. He's ready to finally start walking again but she denies him this.
She forces him into a wheelchair and he muses that we should "accidentally" take one home and I promise we'll try. So we're all ready to make a quick one across the parking lot but the guards follow him closely. Frustrated, he stands up, smiles and raises his hand to say thank you and then continues to walk to the car.
This is done, for now.
But we'll continue to declare Him to be our source of strength.
He has been amazing and that's evident in him. I'm overwhelmed by Him and him.
Thank you, all you who have cared.
minx wrote at4:12 PM