ALL ABOUT LIFE BEYOND KINDERGARTEN! Kindergarten is the basic building block for all future learning. It is true that everything you need to know in life was really learned in Kindergarten. The trick is to remember what you learned when you were five or six. What you liked then will most likely be something you will like now. So be true to yourself and who you really are and who you will really be. Look back and you just may find your true self! Yes…this blog is about a variety of topics…because we are all a smorgasbord of thoughts and ideas.
Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado…photo by kindergartenknowledge.com
At least the scenery was spectacular when I had a stroke last week…no warning! One moment fine. One moment not at all fine!
Driving through the winding mountain roads near Winter Park in Colorado, the views were beautiful. Hairpin curves were prevalent…way too prevalent for the speeds of some of the other drivers! I’ve been to Colorado many times…on much more curvy roads at much higher elevations, but this drive through the mountains was particularly nerve-racking!
I had no idea how nerve-racking the drive would get. I suddenly realized that I could not bend my pointer finger when I tried to pick up my cell phone after I dropped it on the floor of our car. Within a minute or two, the entirety of my right hand was numb. Strange feeling. Odd feeling. Frightening feeling. My husband and I had no idea what was causing the problem, but we knew that it occurred just as we were entering the higher elevation.
Before we received the stroke news…I was just enjoying the wonders of the Rocky Mountains! Evidently, I needed a hat to cover up my windblown hair!
We thought that surely the elevation was the culprit. Or was it? What had been unfurled upon us? I could not grip anything with my right hand. My cell phone felt like I was picking up a heavily weighted dumbbell. I would immediately drop my phone onto the floor of the car.
My husband appears much closer to the edge than me…no way would I stand that close! He had the sense to wear a hat in the windy weather!
I could not pick up my purse at all. I could not pick up a small bottle of water. I could not open the glove compartment with my right hand. I could not even begin to retrieve a single sheet of folded paper from a side pocket of my purse. My entire right hand had unfortunately been rendered virtually useless in a matter of less than four minutes. I had no warning at all.
After we finally arrived at our condo, I found that I could not walk without help from my husband. As we walked into the building, I could not seem to lift my right foot and found myself sliding my right foot the entire way inside. So scared. This was real. This was an event that came about like a quiet wind that turns into a hurricane overnight.
I most definitely had a stroke. Thank goodness…I had a mild stroke. The result could have been so much more complicated. It has been one week and I still have difficulty with my right hand.
Currently, there is no way that I can write or even begin to hold a pen. I can type with one hand, but working the mouse is almost impossible. My hand gets very tired and it does not even seem like a real hand. I look st my hand and I am certain that it belongs to someone else.
My walking seems to be getting worse, but should improve quickly after I begin physical therapy. I will have occupational therapy for my hand. In May, I completed a six month stint of physical therapy as a result of my back injury from a car accident.
If I am sent to the same physical therapy facility, I might as well be given a public relations position! For sure… I should get a parking place with my name on it!!
The good news is that we are back in Texas and had a wonderful time in Colorado despite the stroke! After we returned home, I spent one night in the hospital for a litany of tests. The MRI showed a very small blood clot on the left side of my brain which can most likely be resolved without surgery. All of the other tests turned out very normal!
So…that is our vacation story for this year! I am so sorry for my absence from writing my blog…I will try to catch up. I have stories to tell and lots of pictures to share! Besides…I miss everyone of you…my special friends from around the world!!
A double rainbow that happened to appear on our way back through West Texas…a happy and promising sign in the midst of our worry!
Children…like many adults…are busy these days. They play sports, take dance lessons, piano lessons, go to baseball camp, basketball camp, gymnastics. Kids need to be taught why it is important to brush their teeth and exactly what will happen if they neglect their teeth.
With all of the electronic gadgets that children have available today, that little toothbrush might seem like a boring companion. Figure out a way to make brushing fun for your child!
Teach them how to brush their teeth and have a dentist show them the ins and outs of brushing. It is frustrating to brush when your hands are small and you don’t know how to reach the back of your teeth.
Some elementary schools have a dental program for the students once or twice a year. A dentist and perhaps a dental hygienist checks their teeth, talks to the children about why they brush, helps them understand the importance of brushing. The best part…they get a little baggie with a toothbrush and toothpaste. Check with your school to see if they are planning for a dentist to visit the school.
Young children have huge amounts of pride when trying something new or sticking to a schedule. Brushing does need to involve a schedule. Sometimes children think that they don’t need help, but they do certainly need your help! Explain to them that every person needs help at some time or another.
For a little extra brushing support, find a group of children’s books on brushing teeth to read together! Some book choices that children enjoy…
1. Brush, Brush, Brush by Alicia Padron
2. Open Wide, Tooth School Inside by Laurie Keller
3. Melvin the Magnificent Molar! by Julia Cook & Laura Jana, M.D.
Photo by kindergartenknowledge.com…Dallas, Texas…Summer, 2017
The thunder, the lightning, the clouds, the howling dogs, the cats hiding under the bushes, the rush of the wind, the bending trees, the falling limb on the roof… plus the brightest sunset…just another evening thunderstorm in Texas. Like the people we meet each day…every storm is different. Some loud. Some quiet. Some needed. Some not needed. And yet…amid the noise from the sky…we know tomorrow will be brighter because we surely learned something from the storm we encountered.
Your disposition, your attitude, your demeanor precede you throughout your life. It is true…people can sense a poor disposition by the scowl on a person’s face. There was a time when I thought that a sad and discordant disposition was an inherited trait. I believed that there was nothing that a person could do if they were born with a negative personality. They were stuck with it. They just had to figure out how to live with negativity, how to simply give in to negativity, how to accept that they were the inevitable complainers. I changed my mind in the years after college when I was working at newspapers. I really changed my mind after I began teaching elementary school.
Nature vs Nurture…the debate that has continued through generations.
Blaming naturemay be the easy way to explain away your far from positive attitude and lack of motivation. A coworker at a newspaper where I worked was a prime example…temperamental to the point of throwing things off of his desk; curt and rude answers; never thought that he was at fault for anything; blamed the general population of the city for any complaints about his articles; argued and yelled during staff meetings; stomped out of multiple meetings. His overall negative disposition and blatant behavior caused havoc for the entire staff. What a downer of a person. He was lusting for control of every situation.
One comment that he always made was… “I act just like my grandfather. I am proud of it!”…followed by “I could easily act a lot better, but I like the attention!”
He eventually lost his job. He never went back into the newspaper business. His disposition preceded him at every location where he applied. What talent he had! What a very fine writer! What research he completed for each assignment! And yet…he could not succeed in a competitive environment. The fault was completely his own.
I wonder how his upbringing came into play. Was he nurtured by his family? Was he taught to accept responsibility for his own actions? Was he taught to seek happiness even if it took a huge amount of effort? Was he taught the critical importance of behavior restraint? Was he taught about kindness?
Craig Jarrow wrote an interesting article on his site, Time Management Ninja…”21 Ways to Define a Positive Attitude”. Jarrow states that productivity in a job setting is contagious and your attitude is also very contagious. A positive and happy disposition can be contagious, but a negative and poor disposition can seem like a virus. In other words…a poor disposition can be a corrupting influence in any setting.
A positive attitude works in tandem with a positive disposition.
“21 Ways to Define a Positive Attitude”
By: Craig Jarrow
It is looking adversity in the eye…and laughing.
Getting what you get, and not pitching a fit.
Enjoying the unexpected, even when it’s not what you originally wanted.
Motivating those around you with a positive word.
Using the power of a smile to reverse the tone of a situation.
Being friendly to those you don’t know.
It’s getting beck up when you fall down. (No matter how many times you fall down.)
Being a source of energy that lifts those around you.
Understanding that relationships are more important than material things.
Being happy even when you have little.
Having a good time even when you are losing.
Being happy for the success of someone else.
Having a positive future vision, no matter how bad your current circumstances.
Paying a compliment, even to a total stranger.
Tell someone you know that they did a great job. (And mean it.)
Making someone’s day. (Not just a child’s…adults like to have their day to be special too.)
It’s not complaining no matter how unfair things appear to be. (It is a waste of time…instead do something.)
Not letting the negativity of other people bring you down.
Giving more that you expect to get in return.
Being true to yourself…always.
Your choice…adjust your disposition and havea positive attitude!
Choose to be the type of person that everyone wants to work with, to talk to, to collaborate with…a positive and happy disposition is a cohesive force!
When I read that the prompt for today is tea, I thought about the above quote and all of the wonderful friends who have come my way through blogging. From Iowa, South Carolina, Texas, California, New York and all across the United States, England, Australia, New Zealand, Scotland, Cameroon, India, Dubai, Nigeria, Norway, Japan, China, Iceland, Switzerland, Ireland, Vietnam, Russia, Italy, Canada, Estonia, Brazil, Germany, Spain, Denmark, United Arab Emirates, Ukraine, Singapore, Albania, Argentina, Sweden, Hungary, Indonesia, Belgium, Finland, Saudi Arabia, Romania, Paraguay, Czech Republic, Thailand, Mexico, Croatia …and on and on and on.
I thank all of you for your kindness, your thoughtfulness, your proud voices, your talent, your differences, your likenesses, your strong opinions, your faith, your humor, your ability to reach out across the world.
We are indeed involved in a particularly important venture…writing for the sake of the pure spirit of communicating. We are building a world for ourselves that is wider and larger that ever we expected. I do think that we are reaching for a glimmer of understanding…a glimmer of peace…a glimmer of sharing.
Thank you for your friendships. I tell my friends and family about you and they are amazed at how fortunate we are that you are in our world!
A true statement…for sure!!
A poem by Kate Greenaway…a children’s book author and illustrator in the latter half of the 19th century…
In the pleasant green garden We sat down to tea; “Do you take sugar?” and “Do you take milk?” She’d got a new gown on– A smart one of silk. We all were so happy As happy could be, On that bright Summer’s day When she asked us to tea.
Whatever belief we hold…whatever faith we hold, I believe that we do share in the journey of helping those in need…for we already understand friendship.