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Story of Hope and Sadness (Lia)

I work at a charity shop once a week. Today we received a pile of books from someone whose titles tells a tale:

  • The Yearning to be a Mother
  • The Secrets of raising Happy Children
  • The Differences between Boys and Girls
  • The Silent Father
  • Children need Borders
  • The small Tyrant
  • Aggression and Violence in Boys

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two boys (Sara)

I had to go to the post office today. In front of me in the lineup was a mother with two boys, one still in a stroller and the other one about 4 years old. It was a busy day so there were lots of people and we had to stand outside for quite a while. The post office had one of those fancy automatic doors with motion detectors. When the older boy stood in front of the door and moved, it of course opened. He looked at it. Then he stood very very still. The door closed again. He snapped his fingers and the door opened. He turned around and looked at his little brother and he looked back with utter amazement. The boy turned around and snapped his fingers again. It opened again…. and again… and again… and again… until the mother rushed the boy inside.

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two boys. (Sara)

Two little boys playing with a ball near the street, kicking the ball as high as they can, getting lots of stern looks from the people passing by.

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Sad Sack Seranade (Lia)

Sara and I went our favourite Italian restaurant the other night to pick up some pizzas. There, positioned in the corner amongst the coats and umbrellas, was a new synthesizer and keyboard player serenading the customers with a selection of sad love songs. The boss comes over and asks us what we think… I try to be complimentary in my praise… the waiter then comes over and confides to us that the keyboard player is the saddest person he ever met, there’s no getting a smile out of him, he and the crew have tried everything… even putting paprika in his drink… nothing.

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Lady GaGa on the Bus (Lia)

Peroxide blond 20-year-old/bighair dawned with red headband/diamond nose piercing/ black leather trousers/ razor pointed boots with stiletto heels/a black and silver faux leather handbag with glitter heart and “The Billion Dollar Babe Club (Buy Pink Label)” appliqué on the side/ texting her boyfriend on her red mobile phone while chewing gum.

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blissful (Sara)

I was in town buying myself a pair of very worm socks when a very funky dressed young lady passed by me, just smiling, in her own thoughts…. I just thought that was beautiful,that smiling young lady amongst all the grumpy grey people who just can’t accept the fact that the weather isn’t great.

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Children can be so mean (lia)

A little fat girl on her way to grade school, stands by the street light waiting for the light to turn. She’s dressed in her favourite skirt and sweater. A bright ribbon holds back her dark wavy curls. A schoolmate of hers passes on the way to the bakery to pick up bread rolls for her family.

This is one of those perfect princess girls that plagues all of our childhoods. You can tell by the way she walks, by the say she swishes her hair back over her shoulders.

The one girl waves at the little princess and says a bright hello. The princess runs pass her, almost not noticing her, and then only making a response of, “You are way too early”.

I look upon this scene from my living room window and can see by the change in the girl’s posture that she’s registered it all: her outfit is wrong, her hair is wrong, she’s even wrong to want to go to school early… I want to tell her that the princess is wrong, or that she didn’t really mean to be mean, she’s just unthinking, which when you come down to it, is probably the same thing.

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