Look at that magnificent sight. Blue sky and sunshine, for the first time in weeks. It warms me to my core and permeates my being. It makes me happy and positive.
It also means that I can catch up on the big pile of washing that I didn’t do while it was raining!
Our cyclone watch came and went, as these things are wont to do. We were glad for the rain and glad when it stopped.
A new motor is being shipped from the US for my sewing machine. I have also resolved that I will buy another, bigger sewing machine. I’m excited about it.
My mum has had her first laser surgery and the procedure was more minor than she initially thought, her second will be done in three weeks. Three weeks after that she should be able to travel.
Our family appears to be restored to health and my car air conditioner should be repaired on Tuesday.
I still have no explanation for the death of a beautiful little girl, but each day the family will grow stronger. Thanks for your kind words for the family. Tomorrow my sister will release pink helium balloons in the local park in a small ceremony.
On another note…
My son started high school last week. He is a beautiful boy. He is quiet in a crowd, he will walk away from people who are being silly and he has never had a bad behaviour report in his whole school life. I have never seen him be nasty or vindictive. Today a teacher gave him a detention. WHY? Because during a keyboard skills lesson he went back and made a correction to his typing.
He has very good keyboarding skills. A lot of the children in his class do not. He said the teacher was going slowly and he had finished, so he went back and corrected a mistake that he could see. He was told to report to her at lunch time to explain his actions. Is that reasonable? What will happen if some one does something really serious? It sounds like something from a Charles Dickens novel.
I think that some teachers are very tough on kids in the first weeks just to make a statement. This appears especially true for boys in the early years of high school. I hate that philosophy. It is asking them to respect through fear. Needless to say My Pete and I are going to the school on Monday to make ourselves known. I don’t know that it will make any difference but I will feel better for it.
Our son is a very clever boy, but he doesn’t always ‘fit’ school. That is OK, I know that he will do well in life because he is genuine and personable and passionate. I don’t believe that school defines you as a person. I know that the person I was at school does not represent me now, so I know that our son has lots of time to grow. I don’t expect him to be perfect, but I do expect teachers to be reasonable in their dealings with him!