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I have a question about your handicapped son? My daughter is 5 and jsut

started kindergarten and she is noticing that people are different. IN the mall

the other day she saw a little boy in a wheelchair and asked what was wrong with

him. The mother spoke up and said there is nothing " wrong " with him, sometimes

God just makes people with things that don't work. I thought that was the

coolest answer ever. How do you feel about children asking about your son. And

what would be the appropriate way to teach my daughter how to ask questions and

not offend anyone. I don't want her to grow up thinking it is wrong to ask

questions about someone that is different than she is.

Thanks,

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wooooooooohoooooooooooooooooooooo

i can answer from my perspective :)

i keep the answers simple. because the questions are usually from a child.

i say something like, the wheels on this chair are HUGE eh?

miss shans legs are not as strong as yours , so she needs to use this chair.

or,

she looks different i know, but her hair is the same color as yours!

she doesnt talk...but she can blow the sweetest kisses...try it...blow her a

kiss.

etc.

:))))

i love kids being kids.

Arlene

its their parents that normally tick me off.

hehehehheeeee

RE: Tory - a little of this and that

I have a question about your handicapped son? My daughter is 5 and jsut

started kindergarten and she is noticing that people are different. IN the mall

the other day

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wooooooooohoooooooooooooooooooooo

i can answer from my perspective :)

i keep the answers simple. because the questions are usually from a child.

i say something like, the wheels on this chair are HUGE eh?

miss shans legs are not as strong as yours , so she needs to use this chair.

or,

she looks different i know, but her hair is the same color as yours!

she doesnt talk...but she can blow the sweetest kisses...try it...blow her a

kiss.

etc.

:))))

i love kids being kids.

Arlene

its their parents that normally tick me off.

hehehehheeeee

RE: Tory - a little of this and that

I have a question about your handicapped son? My daughter is 5 and jsut

started kindergarten and she is noticing that people are different. IN the mall

the other day

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wooooooooohoooooooooooooooooooooo

i can answer from my perspective :)

i keep the answers simple. because the questions are usually from a child.

i say something like, the wheels on this chair are HUGE eh?

miss shans legs are not as strong as yours , so she needs to use this chair.

or,

she looks different i know, but her hair is the same color as yours!

she doesnt talk...but she can blow the sweetest kisses...try it...blow her a

kiss.

etc.

:))))

i love kids being kids.

Arlene

its their parents that normally tick me off.

hehehehheeeee

RE: Tory - a little of this and that

I have a question about your handicapped son? My daughter is 5 and jsut

started kindergarten and she is noticing that people are different. IN the mall

the other day

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Thanks Arlene, Those are great answers and I will share them with my daughter.

I just don't want her to offend anyone with a question. Kids are so innocent,

it can be adults that are rude, I totally agree.

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Thanks Arlene, Those are great answers and I will share them with my daughter.

I just don't want her to offend anyone with a question. Kids are so innocent,

it can be adults that are rude, I totally agree.

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Thanks Arlene, Those are great answers and I will share them with my daughter.

I just don't want her to offend anyone with a question. Kids are so innocent,

it can be adults that are rude, I totally agree.

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> I wish my fingers went that fast (or my mind for that matter

> lol). I pray you guys are back to work soon I couldn't

> handle the stress.

It's strange...the stress comes in waves. Today was a bad day to start

with, but got better as the day went on. Last night I hardly slept. The

week before I had a lot of peace. The week before that I was ready to

resign my position and just got get a job in retail or something to tide

me over until I could find a tech position (not likely soon in this

economy) or another teaching job. It's just a really bad situation for

everyone involved and I try to remember that when I'm throwing my own

little pity party. Then I try to remember the people with major problems

and realize how relatively minor this is.

> As for curves. My neighbor weighs about 100 lbs and goes

> because it makes her feel good. I use to work out when I was

> thin but didn't pay attention to anyone else I was there

> because I enjoyed it. I think if she had said it loud enough

> for you to hear it that maybe you should have enlightened

> her. I have a handicapped son, I would just apprecitate

> people if they would ask me questions instead of being

> ignorant and just staring. Errrrrrrrrrrr!

I agree Sue. Just ask! Most people don't mind. It's better than snide

comments or talking behind someone's back.

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> I wish my fingers went that fast (or my mind for that matter

> lol). I pray you guys are back to work soon I couldn't

> handle the stress.

It's strange...the stress comes in waves. Today was a bad day to start

with, but got better as the day went on. Last night I hardly slept. The

week before I had a lot of peace. The week before that I was ready to

resign my position and just got get a job in retail or something to tide

me over until I could find a tech position (not likely soon in this

economy) or another teaching job. It's just a really bad situation for

everyone involved and I try to remember that when I'm throwing my own

little pity party. Then I try to remember the people with major problems

and realize how relatively minor this is.

> As for curves. My neighbor weighs about 100 lbs and goes

> because it makes her feel good. I use to work out when I was

> thin but didn't pay attention to anyone else I was there

> because I enjoyed it. I think if she had said it loud enough

> for you to hear it that maybe you should have enlightened

> her. I have a handicapped son, I would just apprecitate

> people if they would ask me questions instead of being

> ignorant and just staring. Errrrrrrrrrrr!

I agree Sue. Just ask! Most people don't mind. It's better than snide

comments or talking behind someone's back.

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>And what would be the appropriate way to teach my daughter how to ask questions

and not offend anyone. I don't want her to grow up thinking it is wrong to ask

questions about someone that is different than she is.

Thanks,

It is very encouraging to see everyone's positive attitudes here toward people

who may be different from what we are or look like. As the mother of grown sons,

I find it so hard to believe the utter unkindness that one hears all the time in

the marketplace, the mall, even the schools. When will people ever learn to

teach their children basic care, basic concern for humanity? But I guess that is

like saying when will they find Osama or Saddam? But you all seem to have your

hearts in the right place.

I did not realize it as a young child, but I came from a very prejudiced mother.

I vowed I would never be like that or allow our children to be. My mother was

even very critical because my niece married a wonderful Mexican guy--with a

moustache, no less! I introduced her to my black principal once--and was

horrified that her whole voice changed to a weird, squeaky tone. But then again,

my mother was old time--born 1901.

One of my happiest memories is when our son, then about three, touched the arm

of the UPS man and said, " Sir--you have a very nice tan! "

Another point I'd like to mention--many years ago, when someone died, it was so

very hard to say anything but " I am so sorry " . I look back at when our

babysitter's brother was killed in a motorcycle accident 20+ years ago. People

today would approach her in such a more real, honest way--and yet back then all

I could choke out was, " I am so sorry. " And yes, I am so sorry today that my

tongue was so tied, that I was so insensitive to her needs.

Hope I am not too wordy here. My husband says I am a chatterbox fom the second

my feet hit the floor in the morning. If I am, please feel free to tell me to

quiet down or return to lurking.

kay

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>And what would be the appropriate way to teach my daughter how to ask questions

and not offend anyone. I don't want her to grow up thinking it is wrong to ask

questions about someone that is different than she is.

Thanks,

It is very encouraging to see everyone's positive attitudes here toward people

who may be different from what we are or look like. As the mother of grown sons,

I find it so hard to believe the utter unkindness that one hears all the time in

the marketplace, the mall, even the schools. When will people ever learn to

teach their children basic care, basic concern for humanity? But I guess that is

like saying when will they find Osama or Saddam? But you all seem to have your

hearts in the right place.

I did not realize it as a young child, but I came from a very prejudiced mother.

I vowed I would never be like that or allow our children to be. My mother was

even very critical because my niece married a wonderful Mexican guy--with a

moustache, no less! I introduced her to my black principal once--and was

horrified that her whole voice changed to a weird, squeaky tone. But then again,

my mother was old time--born 1901.

One of my happiest memories is when our son, then about three, touched the arm

of the UPS man and said, " Sir--you have a very nice tan! "

Another point I'd like to mention--many years ago, when someone died, it was so

very hard to say anything but " I am so sorry " . I look back at when our

babysitter's brother was killed in a motorcycle accident 20+ years ago. People

today would approach her in such a more real, honest way--and yet back then all

I could choke out was, " I am so sorry. " And yes, I am so sorry today that my

tongue was so tied, that I was so insensitive to her needs.

Hope I am not too wordy here. My husband says I am a chatterbox fom the second

my feet hit the floor in the morning. If I am, please feel free to tell me to

quiet down or return to lurking.

kay

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>And what would be the appropriate way to teach my daughter how to ask questions

and not offend anyone. I don't want her to grow up thinking it is wrong to ask

questions about someone that is different than she is.

Thanks,

It is very encouraging to see everyone's positive attitudes here toward people

who may be different from what we are or look like. As the mother of grown sons,

I find it so hard to believe the utter unkindness that one hears all the time in

the marketplace, the mall, even the schools. When will people ever learn to

teach their children basic care, basic concern for humanity? But I guess that is

like saying when will they find Osama or Saddam? But you all seem to have your

hearts in the right place.

I did not realize it as a young child, but I came from a very prejudiced mother.

I vowed I would never be like that or allow our children to be. My mother was

even very critical because my niece married a wonderful Mexican guy--with a

moustache, no less! I introduced her to my black principal once--and was

horrified that her whole voice changed to a weird, squeaky tone. But then again,

my mother was old time--born 1901.

One of my happiest memories is when our son, then about three, touched the arm

of the UPS man and said, " Sir--you have a very nice tan! "

Another point I'd like to mention--many years ago, when someone died, it was so

very hard to say anything but " I am so sorry " . I look back at when our

babysitter's brother was killed in a motorcycle accident 20+ years ago. People

today would approach her in such a more real, honest way--and yet back then all

I could choke out was, " I am so sorry. " And yes, I am so sorry today that my

tongue was so tied, that I was so insensitive to her needs.

Hope I am not too wordy here. My husband says I am a chatterbox fom the second

my feet hit the floor in the morning. If I am, please feel free to tell me to

quiet down or return to lurking.

kay

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