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"Life is lived forward, but understood backward. It is not until we are down the road and we stand on the mountain looking back through the valley that we can appreciate the terrain God has allowed us to scale.” Jill Savage

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Life is a gift waiting to be unwrapped and lived abundantly with every breath we take. Let's breath people. I think it's one of the best things we can do for ourselves. Breath deep.

We could all learn a lot from crayons:
Some are sharp, some are pretty, some have weird names, all are different colors, but they all have to learn to live in the same box!

I went to a another meeting last night on sensory processing disorder. We're all different that's for sure. We all have our different issues and our different problems. We all see things out of different eyes. However, most of us (?) learn to adapt in the world and we don't stick out as sore thumbs. Sometimes these little SI 'kidlets' tend to stick out a little bit because they don't know what is happening to their own bodies (they don't know why they move and bump continuously!). The problem is they process incoming feelings/senses incorrectly. Yes, they will learn to grow up just fine. Will they stop being sensitive to things? No, but they will adapt, it just takes them longer.

For example, someone could just by accident turn around and touch them ever so slightly. The SI kidlet could perceive it as a possible threat to themselves and actually hit the child back in what they think is self defense. Guess who gets in trouble? At school, with neighbors - I know. Because in our hurried world today, instead of taking out time to find out why this incident happened, most of the time it's just assumed the SI kidlet has a behavior problem.

Oh yes, the joys of cutting of tags out of each item of clothing, transitioning from one project to another, being bumped into, being too hot, too cold, things being too bright, too tight, too dark, too loud, etc. If you have one of these precious kidlets you will understand my day. Which is a titch bit easier for me physically since he is in school full time. However, mentally I'm busier because I am praying for him and those around him to understand. :)

~Advocating for each child to have a voice, and if possible, the one that is their very own.~

Do you know in kindergarten, at least in some of the public schools, the kids are so busy they don't even have time to wash and dry their hands! They are antibacterial solution cleaned! I just wonder if taking too many antibiotics is not good for our insides, is too much antibacterial fighting chemicals on the outside of the body not a good thing either? No time to wash and dry your hands in this world. Crazy. If they're too busy to wash their hands, how can the teachers and staff have any time in their busy day to find out what really happened in any incident between kids?

We're in such a hurried society. We keep so busy. We don't stop to talk (because we are on are cell phones), to look someone in the eye, to love, to connect anymore. Heck we don't even have time to wash our hands! Personally, I make time and I breath.

Your hand washing Chatty

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