Monday, August 28, 2023

Heroes #2: Gladys Aylward

Does anyone now even remember Gladys Aylward, I wonder? 

During my childhood, she was quite a famous lady, they even made a movie about her. Because of what she did, I'd even hoped some of my Chinese friends might have heard of her but they hadn't, which I find sad. In 1938, she had led 100 orphans out of Japanese-occupied China, over mountains, to safety, and yet she is now forgotten. Before that, she had worked to stop the practice of female foot-binding that was customary in the region and resulted in the painful tottering steps that were considered desirable back then.

She was born in London in 1902 and worked as a housemaid before finding herself wanting to become a missionary and go to China. Unfortunately, the China Inland Mission decided not to sponsor her, but she was determined to go and spent her life savings on a ticket to Yangchen in the shanxi Province. The journey itself was dangerous, and took her through Siberia, where she was detained by Russians and needed help from locals to get away from them. She ended up on a Japanese ship and had to make her way across Japan with the help of the British Consulate, and then - finally - catching a ship to China. The journey did nothing to defeat her enthusiasm for what she felt she was born to do.

When she got to China, she made contact with a missionary who was already there, Jeannie Lawson, at The Inn of the Eight Happinesses. It was a stopover point for travellers and often evenings were spent storytelling, and Jeannie and Gladys would use the moment to share stories about Jesus.

She loved China and its people, and became a Chinese national in 1936, and it seems was much loved and respected by the Chinese people back then. They called her "Ai-wai-de" which meant "Virtuous One". 

Her life was not easy but she persevered in many things. She was instrumental in ending the practice of footbinding in the local area, as the assistant to a foot inspector. The culture that prized the daintiness of small feet in women, binding them to break the bones and keep them tiny, was painful and disfiguring. The male inspectors had often received violent reactions from the villages they visited, yet she managed what they couldn't, somehow reaching the people and altering their views on the practice.

She did not shy away from danger, but was somehow led to intervene in a prison riot, where she calmed the rebellious inmates and soothed over the situation. She also offered shelter for many children, orphans found their way to her, and she gave them a home, and safety. 

I think I was 5 or 6 when I first saw the movie "The Inn of the Sixth Happiness" with Ingrid Bergman, about the life of Gladys Aylward. I read the book that the movie was based on, "The Small Woman" by Alan Burgess, when I was 7 or 8. The film had (as movies do) taken liberties with the story, and Gladys had apparently been upset by the addition of a supposed romance with a Japanese officer as she felt it portrayed her badly and she stated it didn't happen. There were other discrepancies, but the film was fairly well received and Gladys Aylward's name became quite famous, at the time.

The culmination of the movie was her trek, over the mountains, to get 100 children to safety, away from invading Japanese forces, which actually occurred in 1938. This would have been a miracle in itself, but was even moreso as she was actually wounded herself, making the journey even more arduous.

I have often wished somebody would have made a documentary and interviewed those children, in later years, and got their first-hand memories of that time and this amazing lady. Sadly, when I had tried to find names and survivors, a few years ago, I was unable to come up with anything.

Unfortunately, when the Communists began to take control in China, her life was in danger because they were looking for all the missionaries, and she ended up back in England in 1949. 

Later, after a brief stay in Hong Kong, she ended up moving to Taiwan in 1958. What is odd, is that I remember Taiwan being called Formosa, and yet apparently, it was only called that in the late 19th century, so I have no idea why I would think of it as that.

In Taiwan, she founded the Gladys Aylward Orphanage, and lived there until she died in 1970. She is buried in a small cemetery on the campus of Christ's College there. Her work lives on in Taipei though, as the orphanage is still active today, but renamed the Bethany Children's Home. I'm not sure why they needed to change the name. She being one of my heroes, I think it would have been "nice" to have left it and honoured her memory and all that she did, but I realise that half a century has passed since her death, so maybe they needed to make a "new" entity of the orphanage.

I still think of Gladys Aylward. It seems many of my heroes were people who didn't take "no" for an answer, who didn't let obstacles stand in their way, and who made their own destinies by striving ahead with what they believed they could do.

She showed the difference that one person could make, in the world. She was just a "nobody in particular" and yet look at what she achieved.



Saturday, August 26, 2023

I miss my goats

 We were driving through a beautiful old neighbourhood, where one of my AVON customers has recently moved to, when I saw a sign about renting goats to clear your yard, and that was all it took. I missed my goats. They all crossed the Rainbow Bridge years ago, but at one time we had four. Rammy, Cleo, Red and Sadie. 4 different personalities. 4 Nubians. I used to love sitting down in the field with them. Cleo would stand behind me on their play box, and rest her head on my shoulder. Rammy would rear up and bring his head down perfectly to touch my outstretched hand, and he was the one with 2 different calls - "maaahh-meee" and "daaad-dee". People didn't believe it, until they'd come over and hear him for themselves.

My goat days began July 19th 2003, when we brought Rammy home. He'd been born in June weighing only 3lbs, and was still needing bottle feeding. He was a darling. He was so little, even then. The tiger lilies were bigger than he was.


On the 13th August we got him a companion. 

Our Miss Cleo.


He was our Rameses, to her Cleopatra. She was a darling. She was 4 months old when we got her.

They thrived, and hubby made them separate stalls in the old pole barn, so they had their space, but put wire mesh between at the bottom so that they could see each other and not be lonely overnights when we'd put them to bed. Yeah, we were that kind of goat parents! The vet who came out a few months later, and taught me how to give them their shots, said he'd never seen such pampered goats. LOL.


They were only knee high back then and gambolled about, skipping and bouncing around the yard. It was so sweet watching them, they were so cute.

Being Nubians, they grew fairly quickly and were both very healthy.

In January 2004, we brought Red and Sadie home just as a snowstorm was about to hit. I was still working at the time, and not as disabled as I became 2 years later, and had been trying to help another lady with her 2 goats that were sick. She kept bugging me to come more (I was trying to go there 2-3 times a week) and then started telling me I needed to take the goats to mine so that I could get them well. I said I couldn't do that because of my 2, I didn't want to make them ill.

She called me one day and told me she couldn't handle them any more and that she was giving them to me. I told her they'd still have to stay at hers as they were sick. The next day (with a snowstorm due in that evening) she called me around 7pm and told me I needed to come and feed "my goats". I was horror struck. She wasn't even going to feed them now she had "given" them to me. I told Mark, "ok, we need to go and get these goats", so we loaded up a cage and a tarp to cover it on the journey back, and drove to Fountain Inn to get them. A couple of years later she accused me of stealing them and tried to badmouth me through goat groups that we were both in, but t ended up that I wasn't the first person she'd done the exact same thing to! It was sad. I hadn't realised what a nasty person she really was.

We had just made it home that night (24th January 2004) as the snow started to fall, and it was bitter cold.


Monday, August 21, 2023

Ye remodelling has begun - slow and steady will win this race!

Let's just say, we thought we had everything planned out. The truth was, we were so far off the mark it was ridiculous. 

I began by getting quote to redo our bedroom bathroom, it is small. Ballpark with the first few quotes - between $14,000 and $20,000. WOW! That was with us providing the shower, loo, sink cabinet and tiles so basically the labour for repairing the floor, under the shower, and ripping out and putting the stuff back in. Me and my (hopeful? Definitely lowball) idea of $5000 for it was waaaay off the mark. I do have one more man who is going to come out and take a look as soon as I figure out when, who I'd already mentioned the previous quotes to and he'd said his prob wouldn't be as high. So, it may be that the bedroom bathroom will end up being professionally done. We shall have to see. 

Meanwhile, we have made a beginning on the kitchen, and ordered the walk-in bathtub for the hallway bathroom. I am already looking forward to soaking in it, lights out, candles lit, soft music playing. That will be my new bedtime routine in a few weeks. I'm thinking, it will do wonders for my blood pressure.

So, the kitchen is going to be a major makeover. My grandson, Dylan, replaced part of the ceiling for us, where we'd got damp spots from a series of leaks before we redid the roof. Hubby has now pulled off the wall panels over the original fireplace area where there is now a gas heater. He is going to insulate it and then put up drywall. Eventually it will have tiling there, above the lower brickwork exposed wall which I want left "as is".

I like exposed brickwork. We are planning on mimicking it somewhat, at the other end of the kitchen, where we'll have the same tiling as a backsplash to the stove and between cabinets and a fake brick arched area over the stove to hide the hood. Methinks it will look pretty. My stove choice is an antique white (to me, it looks like cream, but who am I to judge!) and my cupboards will be a dusky grey blue. I can't think what they call the colour off hand. Eventually, the walls will be painted a very light baby blue and I'll have blue curtains, I'm thinking blue/white check but shall have to see.

The walls, as we take off all the old panelling, we'll have to get an electrician in to rewire everything as - with this being an old house - the circuit gets overloaded if I have the air fryer and microwave going at the same time. Added to which, the wiring to the middle light fitting (of the 3 in there) has given up the ghost so it needs to be done, and that's something we will need a professional to do.

But we have made a start. The next few months will be a journey - hopefully a good one!

Thursday, August 17, 2023

Heroes #1: Isambard Kingdom Brunel

 Suffice to say, I have loved this man since I was a child, and my nan introduced me to some of his marvels, on our holiday trips from London down to Devon and Cornwall. I loved his tenacity, his obstinacy, his unwillingness to give up when he experienced "failure" in a  project - he just went back to the drawing board and took another look until he got it all figured out.

Isambard Kingdom Brunel, a name synonymous with innovation, engineering prowess, and audacious vision, stands as one of the most celebrated figures in the history of industrial revolution. Born on April 9, 1806, in Portsmouth, England, Brunel's remarkable achievements and indomitable personality left an indelible mark on the world, shaping the course of engineering and transportation.

Early Life and Education

Born to the renowned French engineer Sir Marc Isambard Brunel and Sophia Kingdom, Isambard Kingdom Brunel inherited a legacy of engineering genius. His early years were marked by exposure to the world of mechanics and machines, as his father was a pioneer in tunnel construction and industrial design. This early exposure laid the foundation for Brunel's insatiable curiosity and passion for pushing the boundaries of engineering.

Architect of Bridges and Railways

One of Brunel's earliest achievements was the Thames Tunnel, often dubbed the "Eighth Wonder of the World." Constructed under the River Thames, this marvel of engineering showcased Brunel's creativity and determination. Despite numerous challenges, including flooding and financial setbacks, Brunel's innovative tunneling techniques paved the way for his future endeavors. There is now a museum at the site of the Rotherhithe engine house (where the drainage pumps were situated) called the Brunel Museum.

However, it was in the field of railways that Brunel truly revolutionized transportation. As the chief engineer of the Great Western Railway, he introduced the broad gauge, a wider track that allowed for faster and more stable travel. The Great Western Railway became a testament to his vision, with impressive viaducts, stations, and bridges that demonstrated his mastery of both form and function. Some were timber framed while others were brick, stone, concrete and steel.









Iconic Ships and Maritime Legacy

Brunel's genius extended to maritime engineering, where he produced some of the most iconic ships in history. The SS Great Western, launched in 1837, was the epitome of luxury and speed, setting new standards for transatlantic travel. This was followed by the SS Great Britain, a revolutionary steamship with an iron hull, propelling the maritime industry into a new era of efficiency and design. I Loved visiting this ship, it really opened my eyes to quite a few things - the "First Class Cabin" which was so small, and the bed which would definitely not have been comfortable. It was fascinating, to me, to be walking where he might have walked when examining the ship during its construction.

Yet, it was the SS Great Eastern that truly encapsulated Brunel's audacity.


An engineering marvel of unprecedented proportions, the SS Great Eastern was the largest ship of its time, boasting innovative features such as a double-hulled design and a massive screw propeller. Despite facing financial struggles and setbacks during construction, Brunel's determination led to the creation of a ship that defied convention. Sadly all that remains today, at the Millwall Docks where it was built, are some of the launch ramp.

Personality and Legacy

Brunel's personality was as dynamic as his achievements. Known for his boundless energy, insatiable curiosity, and dedication to detail, he was a man unafraid of taking risks and challenging the status quo. His charisma and ability to inspire those around him were instrumental in garnering support for his audacious projects, even in the face of adversity.

Tragically, Isambard Kingdom Brunel's life was cut short at the age of 53 due to a stroke. He died before seeing the completion of the Clifton Suspension Bridge, which I have always felt sad about. However, his legacy continues to reverberate through the halls of engineering and architecture. His innovative designs, daring feats, and relentless pursuit of excellence have inspired generations of engineers and creators.

Today, Brunel's achievements stand as a testament to human ingenuity and the power of unbridled imagination. His legacy can be seen in the bridges, tunnels, railways, and ships that continue to shape the modern world. Isambard Kingdom Brunel's unwavering commitment to innovation and his relentless pursuit of greatness have earned him a place among history's most remarkable and revered figures and he has been a hero of mine for over 60 years.

It was his obstinacy and relentlessness that prompted me to mane my dog after him, when he - too - was exhibiting obstinacy and tenaciousness!

Saturday, August 12, 2023

I love to read!

 

The Reading Mother
by
Strickland Gillilan


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I had a mother who read to me
Sagas of pirates who scoured the sea,
Cutlasses clenched in their yellow teeth,
"Blackbirds" stowed in the hold beneath.

I had a Mother who read me lays
Of ancient and gallant and golden days;
Stories of Marmion and Ivanhoe,
Which every boy has a right to know.

I had a Mother who read me tales
Of Gelert the hound of the hills of Wales,
True to his trust till his tragic death,
Faithfulness blent with his final breath.

I had a Mother who read me the things
That wholesome life to the boy heart brings--
Stories that stir with an upward touch,
Oh, that each mother of boys were such!

You may have tangible wealth untold;
Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.
Richer than I you can never be--
I had a Mother who read to me.

I love to read, and the above poem epitomizes to me all that is magically wonderful about reading.  I met a lady today who said she didn't read or write very well, she has disabilities, and I felt so sad for her and all that she was missing by not having a skill that I had acquired so easily, and took for granted.

I am always reading.  I often have 3 or 4 books on the go at once, different authors, different genres, mainly fiction but the intermittent biography or historical account pops up in there sometimes.

I do go through phases, as well as through authors. I read a novel that I like, and then I scour the library for other books by the same person and reserve them.  Sometimes I have 5 or 6 on hold, from favourite authors, particularly when they are newly published. My local library limits books on hold to 10 at a time, but hubby has picked up 8 in one go before, struggling under the weight of carrying them all.

Currently, I am reading 3 novels:
Two Wars and a Wedding by Lauren Willig;
Blood on Snow by Jo Nesbo
and 
Headhunters also by Jo Nesbo.

I am also reading a rather heavy book, emotionally - The Betrayal of Anne Frank: A Cold Case Investigation by Rosemary Sullivan. I first read The Diary Of Anne Frank when I was 7 or 8, and I have re-read it a few times since then.

When we went to Amsterdam in 1998 (a late honeymoon some 13 years after our marriage) we went to the Anne Frank House at Prinsengracht 263. At first, the long line outside was filled with chatter, but as soon as we entered the premises, there was a still reverence.

The attic, surprisingly, seemed quite spacious - until you considered the number of people living there.  The fact that they couldn't run water, flush toilets, open windows for air, walk about, all the things we take for granted in our daily lives. Then you could feel the oppression of a smaller space than it first appeared.

The view across the canal hasn't changed much in the decades since the war, and the cobblestone streets remain.  One could almost hear the Nazi jackboots marching down the street.

Had I not have read the original Diary, there are many things that I would not have found a sad passion for, the Holocaust being one.  Trying to understand man's inhumanity to man, as they say. It taught me about the bravery of everyday people, people who risked their own lives to help persecuted Jewish friends.

So, despite their being many who claim that the cold case results are unproven, wrong or even defamatory, I am reading the book with an open mind.  Especially since it does contain input from the Frank family's friends and associates.

Emotionally though, it is a heavy book. Hence why I read a few pages, and then turn to one of my fiction ones "for a break".

I love reading though because you can escape into other worlds, learn a new skill, or learn about the world and history. 

I'm also passionate about early reading, and taught al my 3 children to read and write before school, and over the years - as a daycare provider and children's nanny - I did the same with the preschoolers in my care.  To me, reading provides enrichment and is a basis of preschool teaching.  I also loved to read to the little ones, and even had their parents sit and listen in sometimes.

So, now you know.  I LOVE to read!




Wednesday, August 9, 2023

I LOVE this range!

 As many of you know, I'm not a "make-up" person. It's quite funny to me, that - as a child - I couldn't wait to be "grown-up" and wear make-up and then, when I did, I only wore it for about 5 years and then decided I just couldn't be bothered with it, and said goodbye to my eyeshadows, mascaras, lipsticks, powder compact and rouge, and just opted for the "this is me" natural look. Having said that, my two best features, and those that I do lavish care on, are my hair and skin. For many years, I was a Pear's soap girl, and then an Oil of Olay girl, and then I got into AVON's Ultimate range, and loved it, and now ... well, my love exceeds my pocketbook unfortunately EXCEPT for when AVON offers the trial size assortment ... and when that happens, I stock up on 2 or 3. What product range am I talking about? Mission Luxureve. 

When LGH&H decided to partner with AVON, we saw a lot of new products come into the brochure. K-Beauty, for instance, which opened up a whole new level of cleansing and care, with the goal of "porcelain skin". Another range was the Mission Luxureve, which is the ultimate luxury brand. I had never heard of the 2 main ingredients - Cytoferm and Wineferm - before, I just know that from the moment I tried this that I was hooked! This was now my "go to" skin care range.


Ok, so Cytoferm and Wineferm, what are they? What makes this range so special (and so expensive!).


Cytoferm combines 86 medicinal plants that are harvested over 4 seasons for peak potency and then FERMENTED for another year to achieve maximum efficacy, and help promote the look of smooth, radiant skin.

Why do they ferment the ingredients? Simply put, fermentation breaks down the ingredients into smaller particles, so that the skin can absorb the all those beneficial ingredients more easily. Makes sense doesn't it? 

Wineferm, which is a wine extract from naturally fermented grapes, helps keep skin looking healthy because it has a higher level of polyphenols than regular grapes  and is rich in antioxidants.


I must admit, at first the idea of fermented plants and wine, as skin care, did seem somewhat odd but when I tried these products, I was amazed! I love the scent - very very light. I love the richness of the products, the serum, cream and lotion are rich and creamy, the essence is light and fresh and everything goes on so easily. It makes my skin look and feel amazing! Bearing in mind, that I am 68, it's awesome to get compliments on my skin at my age.


This trial kit comprises a foaming face wash, serum, cream and lotion, in try-it sizes and is on offer at the moment for only $28! Trust me, that is a steal, when the regular prices of the full size products are usually from $95-$350. That's why I always buy a couple of sets at a time. Trust me, this range is amazing! I recommend these trial kits to everyone wanting superior luxury skin care because they make it affordable to indulge yourself, and your skin, to the pampering it deserves!


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Monday, August 7, 2023

Another anniversary

Wow Aug 7th! 38 years ago today, after 4 days of marriage, hubby left me to come back to Little Rock AFB, and I began the waiting game and seeming endless processing to get visas for myself and my kids.

Spent a lot of money on all those forms and procedures they demanded. Spent a lot of money on transatlantic phone calls too. Didn't see him again until November, when Little Rock came TDY again .. and then he got Red Crossed back to the States as his dad was dying.
Didn't see him again until March the next year.
And then ... when I got to Little Rock ... he was sent TDY back to England for 60 odd days at a time, twice, LOL.
In fact, in the first 15 years of our marriage, we were prob apart about half of it.
Glad now that he comes home every evening 🙂

Sunday, August 6, 2023

Ideas on activities that promote learning, with the understanding that learning is fun.

 

Many parents are concerned with their child's educational growth, once they get into school. In fact, the pattern of learning begins long before that. Some say even while the baby is is in the womb. There are many parents-to-be who spend time talking to their unborn offspring, playing musical selections, etc. in the belief that it will influence their child to be clever as he/she grows. While none of these can be guaranteed to produce a brighter child, once that baby is born, EVERYTHING you do can help determine that child's capacity for learning. Obviously, some children are genetically disposed to certain aspects of learning, but that is not to say that only children of super-intelligent parents can become super-intelligent themselves. Some of history's greatest educators proved that physically, mentally and socially disadvantaged children could be elevated to academic excellence.

The greatest premise to raising a brighter child is one of time - not hours on end, but quality time; segments of time spent wisely. Another is grasping the opportunity that each new day brings with it. These two factors are more important than any other. The concept of quality time is not a new one, but is one that many families take for granted, or feel unable to accomplish due to the hustle and bustle of being wage-earners. However, once the importance of this time is understood, and the amount of it is realised to be almost minimal, it becomes much easier to accomplish. Sometimes, though, one has to re-think one's attitudes to other people's opinions.

The single most important thing to remember about "teaching" your child, is that learning should be fun. When it is, a child grows up loving to learn, and the learning becomes a much easier task. Every day, there are opportunities to propound this view. Taking the time to experience all there is, each day, on a child's level, not only creates bonds between children and the teaching partner (whether parent, grandparent or teacher) but also lays the groundwork for the idea that learning about things is interesting, and a pleasurable experience. Talking to small children about things they see on the way to the shops, or to the park, helps promote their comprehension and use of language, and the formulating of ideas and opinions. It is not enough for a child merely to mimic an adult's point of view, they are to be encouraged to expound their own observations. You have only to listen to the joy and excitement in a three-year-old's voice when relating a tale of something seen or done, to realise how immensely pleasurable they find this activity. In later years, in a more formal educational setting, their comfort in speaking to others, and their belief in the validity of their own opinions, will enable them to participate more fully in group discussions, debates and public speaking.

Some parents feel awed by the responsibility for the nurturing, not only of this child's body, but of his mind as well. They may feel inadequate, and that they are not clever enough to carry out the task. They need only realise that they can learn at the same time as the child, by opening their minds to the fact that learning is not only accomplished by reading books and passing exams (although this does not intend to diminish the importance of either of those subjects). I believe wholeheartedly in the importance of reading, being very much a bookworm myself, and I have always encouraged my grandchildren, and others whose care I have been responsible for, that being able to curl up and look at a good book is a wonderful thing! I have read to babies and toddlers, pre-schoolers and older ones, sharing the fun of a good story. Many evenings, my granddaughter, then aged two and a half, would crawl up on my bed and lay next to nanny; I with my latest read, and she with one of her picture books. Reading is one of the greatest gifts you can help your child to achieve, for with it comes an escape from reality into worlds far away, or to information, or into imagination. I have always felt a deep sadness at the idea of someone being unable to read, and cannot imagine my life had I not been able to.

In this article, I hope to direct you to other resources and ideas, to help you to give your child, or children, the encouragement and experiences to be the best they can be, throughout their lives. Nothing is a "must-do-or-else", rather it is a "try-this-and-see-if-your-child-likes-it" approach. The idea is for the child to enjoy what he/she is doing. By making learning a "want-to" activity, and by fostering this attitude, they will challenge themselves to learn more. An inquisitive mind is a wonderful thing!

Not everything involved in learning will be academic, for children need much more to complete their world, and although some activities are traditionally more for one sex than another, they should be seen as life experiences. Men care for babies, so if a boy plays with a doll, use that play to instill fatherly values; if a girl is mechanically minded, let her help with the mechanics on the family car. Use the experiences as they appear. Encouragement and praise are greater promoters of excellence than expectations and criticism.

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In the Beginning ...

From the moment a baby is born, they are like little sponges, absorbing all the information that comes their way, via all their senses. When you consider all that happens in the first two years of life, you begin to see just how clever these little people are. From the first day of helplessness, they go from being totally dependent on adults for all their needs to being able to crawl, walk, talk, draw, play, and (in the "terrible twos" - that sometimes start around eighteen months!)assert their own demands. We look back on those times and think "wow, it passed so quickly", and we are amazed at the changes this little person has gone through. Physically, intellectually and cognitively.

Nature has her own timetable, and most children develop within certain time frames - some slightly slower, some slighter faster, than "the norm". It must always be remembered that each child is an individual, with unique talents and abilities of their own. Some children will grow up to be book smart, others will be creative in arts and crafts, and there will be children whose genius in maths or music will set them apart from other children. Naturally, parents want their child to be the best that it can be - so is there anything that you can do to promote your child's intelligence? Some people think so, and some of the ideas are so simple you'll wonder why everyone isn't doing them. Others are slightly more controversial, yet they work - children achieving greater heights - but at the expense of what? Is rote learning wrong? How far should parents go? Are they doing it for the child, or for themselves?

So, what can you do to give your baby the best start in life? Newborns bring out the best in most of us, and we hold them and coochy-coo, and stroke their skin - all things which give comfort to the baby and begin the learning processes. He/she begins to hear language, and the tones used in the use of language. He is lulled by it, and will eventually respond to it with baby talk of his own, which will later give way to the first "real" words that we are always so proud of. Singing lullabies also exposes him to language, and the message he receives is that it is good, because he is wrapped up in this nice, warm feeling of contentment and security. As he learns to speak, himself, language becomes a way of getting responses, and of communicating his needs.

Even small babies, say about 4 - 6 months old, like to look at colourful things, which is why nurseries have long had a tradition of the mobile above the cot. Many parents now are realising that babies of this age can be shown picture books, and spoken to about what's going on in the pictures. They may not appear to be absorbing knowledge but, again, it is exposure to the spoken word, and in the comforting realm of a warm body and loving arms - whether mummy, daddy or someone else. The feeling is that it is good. Although they may not be able to communicate their absorbance, you will find that the knowledge is being stored for later. So, although it seems a rather crazy idea, talking about colours, shapes, animals, etc are in fact paving the way for your baby to know these with more ease, in the future.

They also learn by the touching and tasting options that we adults tend to find so alarming. This is just a normal part of their perception of the world around them. Everything goes into their mouth, no matter how inappropriate we may deem it. It is a good idea, at this age, to have lots of easily washable toys that they can explore in this way - hard and soft, bright and colourful, safe toys with no bits that may come off and choke little ones. Soft building blocks can be put in the washing machine, plastic blocks can be washed in a diluted sterilizing solution as can rattles, teething rings, etc. Early Learning Centre have a wonderful sensory cube with different shaped objects which "post" into the cube, and in the U.S.A. Discovery Toys have a similar cube that is soft, and contains items of different fabrics - towelling, crinkly material, shiny material. These provide hours of enjoyment and can be cleaned over and over again, and are SAFE for little ones.

We must always remember to supervise babies though, when they have these toys; sometimes it is surprising what they manage to choke on, or to insert in some orifice. Some toys are deemed "not suitable for children under" and there is a certain age noted. It is always wise to take this into account, but to remember that this is not a RULE, and that with care many children younger than the given age are able to gain pleasure from it.

Finally, when putting babies and little ones down for a nap, I have always liked to have cassette tapes of nursery rhymes or stories playing softly. They are soothing and give the little one a sense that they have not been abandoned. Dorling Kindersley have some, as do many other children's publishers.

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Having Fun
With Three- and Four-Year-olds


They're mischievious, temperamental, questioning, rebellious, amusing, all wrapped into one. Of all the ages and stages a child passes through, I think these two years are my personal favourites. Their minds are increasingly more inquisitive, and they can assimilate information and offer it back to you with their own particular brand of insight. And what insights! We often smile as they misuse a word, putting a whole different context on what they are saying, but they also make some wonderful observations about what's going on around them, and sometimes it is more a learning experience for the adult than the child. They have a joy at seeing the newness in things that we have become so accustomed to, that we take for granted because they are always there. Looking up at the sky last night, my 4 year-old granddaughter commented on how beautiful it looked. Dark stormy grey clouds in stark contrast to the clear blue and the white marshmallow puffs, and behind all that, the sun setting. Since she was 2 we have talked about the sky as one of God's ways of showing us something beautiful. God painting beautiful pictures in the sky. This can be altered for those who do not believe in God, to their Supreme Being of choice, or Mother Nature. We often have conversations about things we see - we've watched bees buzzing in and out of flowers, and talked about gathering pollen and making honey, at the same time sympathizing with the bees for having to work so hard. We've fed the ducks, and noticed the differences between mummy and daddy ducks, and those of different ages, sang "ten little ducks went out one day" and talked about which duck swam the fastest, and which had the most ducklings. Walking to the park, we've picked leaves off bushes en-route, and compared the different hues of green, size, shape and texture.

My friends laugh at me, and say I turn everything into a learning experience. Guilty! And it's so much FUN! I love these times; I love letting little minds tick over madly and little mouths chatter with all that they are seeing and thinking. It's exciting for them, and fulfilling for me! They reason in a way that we don't. For instance - would you believe that fire sneezes? Well, when it catches hold, it goes "whoosh". What adult would have thought of something like that? Or, in the confusion of attempting to sort out family relationships, Angelica told her great-grandmother that she (my mother) was her other nanny, and that she (Angelica) was her granddaughter and she was GREAT! She knew the words "great-granddaughter" went together somehow, and worked it out that way for herself. It was rather apt in many ways.

We've built sand-castles on the beach, and waded in rock pools left by receding tides, gathered shells and then talked about their similarities and differences. We sing all sorts of songs as we travel by car, people look when we stop at traffic lights, but I'm not there to please them. I want my grandchildren to look back in later years and think - "we had a brilliant time with nanny when we were little". I want their childhood to be magical, full of happy moments, free and innocent. Children grow up so quickly these days and are so much more worldly wise; it's almost hard to be a child now, they are so much more sophisticated than we were at the same age.

So, what kind of "structured" learning activities work well with this age group? Picture Lotto is an excellent one, encouraging observation and matching - both important pre-reading skills. There are also an array of sticker books available to suit all tastes - and the important thing here is that the children are practising hand/eye co-ordination when they fit the stickers into the blank areas, so it doesn't matter if they love Barbie and you hate the plasticity of the Barbie image, or Teletubbies, or Action Man. They'll have fun and yet they'll be learning a skill at the same time, even if the actual content of the sticker book is not to your liking.

Little girls also like cutting our "dollies" from folded paper, just like we did when we were much younger. Obviously, at this age, they'll need help - maybe with each step of the process, or maybe with the preparation. By using larger sheets of paper, and folds, you can draw the dolls in a bigger size, thus enabling little hands with safety scissors to do the actual cutting. They can then colour their dolls and draw in the features.

Carol Vorderman, of "Countdown" fame, has put her name to a series of maths workbooks which go from 3-5 yrs all the way up to high-school. There are 4 books in the set for each age group, and they are available separately or discounted as a complete set. For the little ones, it's more tracing dotted lines, recognising shapes etc. What is really nice about these workbooks is that they set children up to succeed, and each page has a space for the enclosed gold stars to be placed, on completion ... and when the book is finished, there is a certificate which can be signed and presented to the child, to acknowledge the achievement. These are available from Dorling Kindersley and if you are in the U.K., please go to the DK website at www.dk.com.

An activity which caused lots of laughs among children who I babysat, and my own grandchildren, was the "Ten in the Bed" song, and we'd roll against each other on the bed, pretending to try to push each other out. Doesn't cost anything, doesn't need any special equipment, or particular talent, just time and a sense of fun. Also, the old party favourite "Statues", but allow for their age and ignore some of the wobbles! This age group loves to play "Simon Says" but if that's beyond your child's comprehension, just have them "pretend to be a ...." or "make yourself as small as you can", or other such ideas. You can adapt these for a single child also.

I am a big fan of "Kindermusik" but realise not everyone has access to a class locally, or maybe the money to pay for it. We helped my daughter pay for my granddaughter's class and it was money well spent. Teachers of "Kindermusik" usually advertise in the classifieds, or on local notice boards, and have undergone specific training and the classes themselves are a parent/child concept. So, what can you do if you are unable to let your child attend a class? Try to listen to all different sorts of music, and clap or march along to the pieces. Encourage children to "echo" a sequence of sounds. The idea is FUN, enjoy getting into it with your little ones. It has been said that music is a "whole brain" activity, and recent research is tending to back up previous studies claiming that children who are exposed to music early on (and I don't mean just the top forty on the radio!!!) are more easily able to grasp academic subjects later on.

I hope these ideas help you to fun-filled days with your children, whilst knowing you are providing them with a good foundation for all the learning that goes on throughout life.









Saturday, August 5, 2023

38th Anniversary Week

 It's hard to believe that it's been 38 years since Mark and I got married. 3rd August 1985, Bury St. Edmunds Registry Office, with my best friend, Olga, and our friend, Daniel Beddow ("Filo"), as our best people, and a group of our friends in attendance. My mate Trudy hosted our reception at her bungalow in Beck Row. 4 days later, on the 7th, he flew back to the  States and I stayed in England and began the fun process of getting a visa for me and my kids to come over.


So, our celebrations started on Tuesday, and we treated ourselves to an indulgent lunch at Volcano Korean Barbecue and Hot Pot on Woodruff Road. I LOVE that place but it's a "special only" place for us as it's really a bit more than we like to spend.


Wednesday, we had a beautiful ride out to Dillsboro NC and the Best Western River Escape Inn, and I fell in love from the get go. A portent of things to come, just as we pulled into the parking lot, one of the diesels from the GSMR came through on the line at the front of the hotel. I was thrilled!

Marissa, the receptionist was awesome. Unfortunately the handicapped access seat in the pool had needed a new battery, and when it came, it did not fit.  She apologised profusely. They'd called around other hotels to try to get one, but hadn't been able to find one so they gave us a discount to make up for the inconvenience. Excellent customer service (unlike my last Holiday Inn stay that was messed up from start to finish, and it was like "oh well, tough").

Our room had a balcony overlooking the river, and we set my elliptical bike out there, so that I could pedal and read whilst listening to the flow of the water rushing over the rocks. It was absolutely beautiful, perfect for me in every way.

We drove through to Bryson City to check the drive time, and pick up our tickets for Thursday's steam train ride on the Great  Smoky Mountains Railroad. We had dinner at the Box Car Cafe - hubby had a club sandwich (and they didn't skimp on the fillings at all!) and I had an awesome Chef Salad, and - because I'm weird and like them together - fries with no salt. Excellent food at a decent price.

Thursday, we drove to Bryson City and took our steam train ride on the Nantahala Gorge excursion. Everyone was so helpful, and the conductor Charlie got me loaded with this narrow wheelchair that they use to seat passengers like me (the aisles are too small for my walker or ridearound). He was cheerful and friendly and did a great job manouvering me through one carriage to get to the next one where our assigned seating was.

The trip was absolutely smashing, the countryside was amazing, and I loved going alongside the river and across Lake Fontaine on a trestle bridge. Our carriage steward, a lovely young man named Chavez, was excellent. He not only kept everyone topped up with snacks and soft drinks, but gave us a commentary every now and then on the history of the railroad, the train itself, and local areas of interest.


During the ride, a wandering minstrel came through the carriage, singing Country and Western songs as he accompanied himself on a guitar. He had a very nice voice. I believe his name was Tommy.


A photographer was on board for those who wanted to have a pictorial memento of the trip, to go with our souvenir lidded cups.


After our ride ended we headed into the museum and gift shop to check out the layouts, and we picked up a nice souvenir knife for Mark, engraved with his name.


For dinner, we asked Chavez for a recommendation for a Chinese restaurant, and he told us that Iron Wok was the best in Bryson City. We called ahead and grabbed take-out to take back to the hotel. Hubby had the Honey Coconut Chicken with fried rice, and I had Mongolian Beef with steamed rice. I loved the delicate flavour of the Mongolian Beef, and hubby thoroughly enjoyed his as well. The portion sizes were good so we froze leftovers in the top of the hotel fridge and brought them home with us yesterday!


We thoroughly enjoyed our mini-vacation, and will definitely be heading back again as soon as we can. We want to take the train excursion the other way, next time, and we will definitely be trying to get the same room again at the Best Western!