Wheelchair Wonderings
Our trip to Bali had been planned over a year ago. My daughters were insistent that a holiday was much needed. And it was true. I couldn’t remember the last…
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Our trip to Bali had been planned over a year ago. My daughters were insistent that a holiday was much needed. And it was true. I couldn’t remember the last…
Read more about Wheelchair WonderingsI have lived 50 years on this earth and my hair is streaked with grey. My mom says that the grey is wisdom that you get as you travel along…
Read more about 50 strands of greyAm I worrying unnecessarily? Today I had a dozen articles that I had drafted out of which I had planned to complete and post one. But then I read an…
Read more about Am I Worrying Unnecessarily?I looked across the sea of faces, My heart a mess of a million fears; Fifty pairs of eyes watched me, Some curiously, and some full of tears. All the…
Read more about My First Day As A TeacherWhat do you have to look forward to in life when you are 72? Not much, one would assume. But not Walter Salvadore Pereira. My brother-in-law, Walter Salvadore Pereira, has…
Read more about Of Hobbies And PerseveranceShe came to pick her little daughter up from my language development class. And she looked harassed. Now, she is normally not a mother to look like that, so I…
Read more about Why Kids Don’t Come With Instruction Manuals.I can still remember your first kick, The wonder of that tiny bubble of a movement within me, The love that flooded my heart and brought tears to my eyes.…
Read more about My daughter, a wife!Me? Writing one? OMG! I am feeling so many things all at once! Scared to the pit of my stomach! Yet, somewhere tiny butterflies of excitement flutter. I have always…
Read more about A newsletter?When we talk of letting our kids fly, I never realised it would be so literal. Here we are at the airport, each fighting a million emotions. You seem so…
Read more about And You Fly!I remember that first cry of yours – an angry squeal, as if to ask, “Why are you taking me away from my mother?” How tiny you were then! You…
Read more about Your first day at schoolWe reached the garden. You saw the gigantic metal giraffe painted in red and yellow and green. Colours designed to attract every little soul who entered the garden. Without warning…
Read more about Letting You FlyA long time ago, a young girl turned 13. “A great age to be,” everyone said. “What’s so great about it?” she wondered, “I am the same….no change from 12…
Read more about How The Magic Began!