day 187: self-realizing
So, Jamie, would you be interested in working to develop recreational activities for kids with special needs as a possible career? Remember, this survey is just used to help us figure out some of the things you may be interested in after high school. What do you think?I don't really like to be around kids with special needs. They are different. says the girl I am working with in a high school special ed class. At this point I expected her to at least give me a little chuckle or something, because she is quite clever. But nothing. The irony.
So funny how we sometimes don't realize our own predicaments. And even if we do, I guess it is possible that we can still talk about things in a removed, clinical way. Like when we firmly testify about staying out of debt or about having FHE faithfully, without fail, every Monday. Or how about when we ask our kids to only say positive things about other people, because anything else is just not nice. Yeah.
More than hypocrisy, I think it is good to work toward, and talk about, a higher way. We have to start our aspirations with our thoughts, right? Isn't that where the germination takes place?
So tonight I say to Jamie (not her real name), you decide what you want to do with your life, my cool new friend. And remember to stay out of debt and to never miss a Family Home Evening. Ever.
ps Musical Monday tomorrow
pss Notice my new profile pic, taken by my friend Luann Hawker (post about the photo session on Tuesday)
4 comments
Absolutely! Why is it always easier to see other's predicaments and not realize our own?
Love the new look of the blog, it really seems to fit your writing style. :) Beautiful flowing color with bursts of thought provoking inspiration!
That is a fantastic photo. Beautiful work, LuAnn. Are you saying you have missed FHE a time or two? It was so much easier when my children were little--but I remember thinking it would be easier when my children were older!
Hee hee. It's so true! And, specifically about the special ed kids, I have observed that they are all their own brand of different, aren't they? Having one of my own and spending some time in his classrooms,I always felt bad that there wasn't a whole classroom full of Big Guy's so that my Big Guy could feel a connection but his brand of special is just so darn unique. It makes it hard.
Okay, so I'm totally jealous of your new background.
I love the photo of you. I need to have someone take my picture who knows more about that kind of stuff than I do.
I really hate learning about my own predicaments. But I wouldn't be getting any better if I didn't learn them.
(I'm very unsure about those last two sentences. I'm not sure they made any sense at all. I think I'm tired.)
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