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48-HOUR CHALLENGE : Media Prompt
Deadl..." Dearest deemac, Hallo hallo! Got any ducks? ![]() ![]() Sorryyyyyyyyy, sorryyyyy, dearerst deemac I could not resist. Well, readers, it is confession time. I, Sonali, hereby declare that I have annoyed deemac as much as the duck ![]() My ducks ran all over Dee's plot lines, ruining his in-and-outs, and instead of getting glue and sticking them to a tree, he bought them some lemonade. Far from getting my ducks in a row, I let them run a-duck, ![]() Ah -- what memories this song brought back! I ![]() ![]() |
Yes! Today I brought home: 1. Soap shaped like a unicorn 2. A cow-shaped planter 3. A little glass froggie This was at a sale by "A Hundred Hands", a non-profit organisation run by a friend of mine. More than a hundred artisans from across the country gather to sell their wares directly to the buyer. They'll be in Bangalore for five days and then tour other South Indian cities. I met up with a friend of mine and we wandered around the stalls together. Also, since I go each time (twice a year), many of the stall-holders recognise me now so I chat with them, too. My friend and I had a snack there together and then went to her place for a cuppa tea and another snack. We showed off the shopping to her hubby and son, and tempted her son to accompany her there for another visit by describing the snacks on sale. For Dad, I brought home some almond-milk-powder and a couple of sweet pickles. I might visit again too, and bring him some more things to eat! A good day was had by us! ![]() |
There are crooks at every corner In different costumes Crooks disguised as saints, as saviour Crooks disguised as brides or grooms. There are crooks disguised as advisors to help and guide others But the worst crooks of all Are those disguised as fathers or mothers. These are the crooks who have children for their own selfish reason Not because they want and love a child You know -- that's worse than treason. To hold the marriage together or because society does expect it And then, when the child is born They quite near to reject it. They resent the imposition of this little soul, upon their time They grumble and complain They're losing out on their prime. They could've had a career They could've done this or that they could've changed the world But for this brat to be babysat. The child grows up carrying the guilt "I shouldn't exist!" And that voice in the head Through life does persist. It affects whatever the person does Each job, each relationship It tells on health and happiness It ruins many a friendship. Those crooks disguised as parents Steal a lot more than gold They steal the life of another person And of many more untold. Please, before you conceive a life Think - are you ready to commit? It's a big responsibility Don't take it if you're unfit! The damage done then Is tragic beyond measure When you're a neglectful parent You've stolen a lot more than treasure. 44 Lines 245 Words for
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48-HOUR CHALLENGE : Media Prompt
Deadl..." Honestly schools should teach responsibility. It should be a separate subject, compulsory, every year. And if you fail Responsibility, you fail the whole year. You are responsible for what you do. Except under very extreme circumstances, the buck stops at you. And if you're the one who 'made someone do' something they didn't want to, then you're responsible for your actions and theirs. So -- it should start at home, with little chores and little acts of kindness. And taking the consequences of not doing those chores, or of not choosing to be kind. It should go on to school. Maybe even be graded or marked, if that's the only way to get it in, though I think internal rewards are better than external ones. But yeah -- have the responsibility, understand the consequences of not fulfilling that responsibility. No 'made me do' allowed. If it starts with the small things, the big ones will take care of themselves. (Not that I'm saying don't put the measures in place for those, but there'll be less of them.) Learn responsibility. Teach responsibility. I wish I could make you do that. |
It's odd how culture works. For example, it's rude to say 'no' to an elder -- so when Dad asks someone for something, they say 'yes'. Then they disappear! So it's rude to say 'no', but it's okay to do 'no' ... ? 40 Words |
In my classes, I have to be rigid to be creative or flexible. I have to stick to the age group I'd decided on. If I am rigid about these things, I can allow the discussion and creativity to flow. Words: 40 |
This word - 'apply' brought to mind my Grade 8 Math teacher. He wasn't a very good teacher, and each time we struggled to answer, he'd say 'apply, apply and no reply'. I smile about it now. It wasn't nice then. All Words: 40 |
What are our basic needs? Air, Water, Food, Clothing, Shelter, some would say. But I think that emotional needs are as basic, if not more basic. Security, Comfort, Companionship ... these are basic too. Words: 33 |
Age makes him thin The hands tremble That twinkling grin Replaced by a tender smile A gait unsteady, Could walk many a mile That's my Dad, I love him so Very attractive, Ever my hero. 35 WORDS (Written on Sept. 9, corrected a spelling mistake the next day) |
Today has been a dull day and I guess I should be very thankful for that because the last couple of days have been emotionally charged with Dad's helper having to quit. The new guy has taken over and Dad is missing the old guy and getting a bit snappy with the new guy, so I have to intervene sometimes. Just now I am listening to Dad talking on the phone reading out a notice to someone who is helping us with some issues we're having about the house. I know I am supposed to write without stopping but I have paused sometimes. That's all I feel like doing for now. |