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Children: Our most valuable natural resource.
Wildflower
My mother is beautiful, quick to laugh, hair almost as white as freshly fallen snow, and she always has a sparkle in her eye. She has given me many things, including a love for big bowls of ice cream, but one of the things I love most about her is her love for teaching and strength.
By Esther Gonzales5 years ago in Families
My Empty Nursery
We were ready. We had a crib and a dresser. My sisters have passed on their baby clothes so we had a range for boys and girls from newborn to 4T. My grandmothers had passed on crocheted blankets and handstitched quilts. The décor was picked out piece by piece to create a beautiful arctic theme. Every stuffed polar bear I came across was purchased and settled into the crib with the others. Baskets were filled with burb cloths, rattles, bottles, and odds and ends needed for late night diaper changes. We tried out rocking chair after rocking chair to find the perfect one. No baby came.
By Sydney Toomer5 years ago in Families
Coco Village Comments
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By Coco Village Reviews5 years ago in Families
Facts about the Cuckoo
Facts about the Cuckoo By all reasonable bets, the baby should have put in an appearance on Sunday 16th June. The girl was already overdue by nearly a week and while knitting a pair of green and white bootees, she set her kitchen alight. It wasn’t exactly her fault (so she told herself afterwards), although it was her job to cook Sunday dinner. Her father had bought them an electric cooker, but it was from bankrupt stock, part of a dumped load of American ovens used previously by the U.S. army in wartime (surely not the second world war? the oven looked like a 50s design. Korea? Maybe, but how did it end up in Swansea?) Anyway, her dad had bought it for £2 and it looked good: clean, with a lot of impressive knobs and a grill, but with only three oven settings, high, low and in between; worse still, it lacked a thermostat. That meant that on the occasions when they could afford to buy a couple of lamb chops or some sausages, she needed to be in the kitchen watching the food cook, and turning the oven off and on, off and on, in order to stop it getting too hot. On that sunny summer’s day, she neglected to stay put. Instead, with an aching back and the need to put her feet up, she sat too long in her living room, concentrating on making her baby’s tiny boots. She hadn’t had a lot of knitting experience but was determined to get it right. Just because she was a pregnant teenager didn’t mean she was a hopeless case and she wanted to prove that. But when she went to check on the lamb chops and saw the smoke, she felt as useless as you could ever feel – and frightened too.
By Bernadette Casey5 years ago in Families
Enough is Enough of "Enough"
I stare in the mirror at the dark circles under my eyes. My frazzled bun slides slightly to the side as my 10-month-old tugs happily at a loose curl. When was the last time I put on a full face of make-up? Even if it wasn't much, putting on a little make-up used to be part of my daily routine. I was no model, but at least I felt put together.
By Katie Moon5 years ago in Families
Leaves of a Tree
With the window cracked open, a gust of fall wind swept through the russet, beat-up Chevy Impala stopped at the single stoplight in town. Juniper “June” Evans sat in the back seat while her mother, in the driver’s seat, applied a thick coat of black mascara using the rearview mirror.
By Arielle Irvine5 years ago in Families
Gymnastics Teaches Powerful Life Lessons
Introduction As I placed my one-year-old daughter on the examination table during her well-visit, as she remained unaware that the sting of injections were about to electrify her tiny body, her pediatrician made a statement that jolted my capacity to hear what he said.
By Dr Deborah M Vereen5 years ago in Families
