January 2, 2007 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
I have things to tell you about, but somehow our crash-landing back into the land of Routine has been sufficiently difficult that I must go to bed right now if I am to have any hope of being coherent in the morning. Hold that thought, whatever it was.
Tonight I can only offer this lovely acrostic I almost missed in my daughter’s backpack. Her stint as Rosa Parks at school went off without a hitch, and whether it was an assignment or just pure adoration for the woman that moved her to create the following, I’m unsure. Regardless, this is one piece that goes straight into the box of papers to keep.
Really great person
Outstanding lady
Stood up to the world
Awesome
Payed her fare on the bus
A wonderful girl
Raymond was her husband
Kind and strict
Salemanders have nothing to do with it
(All spelling—and sentiments—have been reproduced exactly as they appear on her paper.)
I dunno about you, but I feel like I’ve really learned something valuable.
January 2nd, 2007 at 10:58 pm
Aren’t kids the best gift ever?
January 2nd, 2007 at 11:20 pm
Oh mi gosh, a definate classic.
January 2nd, 2007 at 11:41 pm
I love it! A few years ago, when my son was in 5th grade, the class made those (what do you call them anyway?) for each student on their birthday. For the letter O in his name, one of his classmates used the word ODORLESS. Had you ever spent any time around a couple of the boys in that class, you’d know that was high praise, indeed.
January 2nd, 2007 at 11:51 pm
Never commented before, but I have to say that the phrase “Salemanders have nothing to do with it” is going to be my personal mantra for quite some time. Pretty much the best ever.
January 2nd, 2007 at 11:59 pm
That is just the best thing I’ve heard in a long time.
January 3rd, 2007 at 12:07 am
Salemanders have nothing to do with it.
I’m tellin’ EVERYBODY.
(Happy new year, friend!)
January 3rd, 2007 at 12:55 am
And here I thought the history of the Civil Rights movement hinged on the very existence of “salemanders”! :)
I gotta admit, I was actually pretty moved by that. Very insightful, Chickadee!
January 3rd, 2007 at 3:58 am
I have to agree Kelly - that’s so my new catchphrase. Sometimes when I’m stuck writing a song, I really want to throw something like that in, but the only ones I know who can get away with that are small children and Chris Rice (for the latter, see: “Sometimes finding You is just like trying to smell the colour 9.”
January 3rd, 2007 at 6:47 am
That is so awesome. “Salemanders had nothing to do with it” is one for the ages. And Muirnait, I love that Chris Rice song.
January 3rd, 2007 at 7:25 am
I think it’s unanimous…. “salemanders” is our new best friend. I think I’ll have to use it in my new WIP… with a special acknowledgement to Chickadee (let’s see the future try to figure THAT out!)
January 3rd, 2007 at 8:18 am
It reminds me of the phrase “what’s that got to do with the price of tea in China”. It may enter my lexicon as well. Chickadee is singular indeed! Both she and that paper are keepers.
January 3rd, 2007 at 8:26 am
salemandars ALWAYS have something to do with it. Mankeys do too (smelly beasts). We still go to Red Monster for that special seafood night out. Psgetti is still served in our house.
too cute.
January 3rd, 2007 at 8:46 am
Salemanders have nothing to do with it. That is my new motto and I shall find a way to use it daily.
January 3rd, 2007 at 9:04 am
Absolutely a keeper - Happy New Year, Mir!
January 3rd, 2007 at 9:27 am
Salemanders have nothing to do with it! I’m going to tell my kids right now. I’m certain they’ll disagree…;)
January 3rd, 2007 at 9:34 am
Now I’m thinking of the kids song “My Best Friend is a Salamander”. I can’t think of who it is by, but it is stuck in my head. Your daughter is very creative and also funny….wonder where she gets that from? (of course it’s you!)
January 3rd, 2007 at 10:12 am
*snort*
January 3rd, 2007 at 10:18 am
Maybe a newt was involved.
January 3rd, 2007 at 10:52 am
Oh my goodness — I frickin’ love that! That is awesome. And ya know? I always did suspect that those pesky salemanders had something to do with it, so I’m *very* glad to have that cleared up.
January 3rd, 2007 at 11:24 am
Ask Chickadee is we can print up T-shirts that say “Salemanders have nothing to do with it.”
January 3rd, 2007 at 11:25 am
Oh. My. God. That is so adorable!
January 3rd, 2007 at 11:30 am
The T-shirt idea is a great one. You could sell them at Cafe Press and put the money in a college fund.
January 3rd, 2007 at 11:32 am
That is so sweet. I so can’t wait until my little ones start bringing home such true testaments to their intellect. What a smart cookie you have there!
January 3rd, 2007 at 12:58 pm
T-shirts! That is a world-class t-shirt idea. Get cracking.
January 3rd, 2007 at 2:46 pm
Salemanders have nothing to do with it
HAHAHA!!! I love it!!!
~ Judy AKA Joyluck
(had to add the “K” when I saw another Judy) Love it, Mir, just love it!! She’s a chip off of the beautiful and wise block!
January 3rd, 2007 at 3:09 pm
So relieved to hear about the salamander part. The rest is lovely, too.
January 3rd, 2007 at 3:21 pm
Delurking…yup, you really should do a t-shirt. I will buy one… :)
January 3rd, 2007 at 4:12 pm
Oh, those salemanders always *claim* they had nothing to do with it, but I cannot think of any progress in civil rights that was not made without the involvement of the salemanders in some way. But sure, continue the myth by selling those t-shirts!
January 3rd, 2007 at 4:56 pm
A star is born!
Can Chicadee’s first novel be far behind?
January 3rd, 2007 at 10:44 pm
Or so the salemanders would have us believe.
January 4th, 2007 at 10:56 am
While driving home last night, I thought of the salemanders and could not stop laughing. Is her class studying surrealist literature as well as famous people? Cause I’m thinking she could have done her report on Lewis Carroll. She could have dressed as Alice. Her hair is not too long. The whole, ‘I can’t dress as LIW because her hair is too long, but Rosa Parks is ok,’ that’s surreal. Your little girl is a genius.
January 4th, 2007 at 8:40 pm
I’m dyin’ here!