Sunday, June 21, 2009
Going fishing come hell and high water
Hopefully the rain will stop and we will get out this week. More to follow
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Small Miracles
You can always tell just how little fishing I get to do when the blog's get to be about everything BUT fishing. Sigh, but be that as it may, even when not fishing interesting things can happen.
Although I will not go into detail about where I work or what I do, I will say that one of the things I get to do is take folks on tours. This will be a little hard to tell without going into great detail about work, but most of you know where I work anyway so allow me to plod on.
I was giving a tour for pre-schoolers which by the way are the coolest groups to tour with. There is no guile in kids this age. Everything is new and they want to be amazed. What a great outlook on life...always wanting to be amazed. But I digress.
During this tour one of the little girls started pointing to stuff and saying "penguin". I am not sure what she meant really, but she and I talked a little and looked at stuff and had a great time along with the rest of the kids.
What I didn't know was apparently this little girl had not spoken in months. No one knows why, but she just didn't feel the need to speak.
Talking to me was her first time speaking in a very long time.
Her Mother was along on the tour as well as the Teacher and because I wasn't paying attention to the adults, I didn't realize that Mom and the Teacher were crying.
So why do I relate this? I have no clue, other than it was kind of cool to be there when a little child found her voice again. I have no claim to this event other than being present. I am sure that the sensory overload of the location had a lot to do with it.
I didn't hear about this until several weeks later and apparently she is till talking.
My wife wrote about miracles on her Jasper and Horace Blog and I sort of feel like this is a minor one to be sure.
So I guess the moral of the story is this:
When you are heading down the road of life and you find your self in a situation when words utterly fail to capture the moment....just say Penguins.
Although I will not go into detail about where I work or what I do, I will say that one of the things I get to do is take folks on tours. This will be a little hard to tell without going into great detail about work, but most of you know where I work anyway so allow me to plod on.
I was giving a tour for pre-schoolers which by the way are the coolest groups to tour with. There is no guile in kids this age. Everything is new and they want to be amazed. What a great outlook on life...always wanting to be amazed. But I digress.
During this tour one of the little girls started pointing to stuff and saying "penguin". I am not sure what she meant really, but she and I talked a little and looked at stuff and had a great time along with the rest of the kids.
What I didn't know was apparently this little girl had not spoken in months. No one knows why, but she just didn't feel the need to speak.
Talking to me was her first time speaking in a very long time.
Her Mother was along on the tour as well as the Teacher and because I wasn't paying attention to the adults, I didn't realize that Mom and the Teacher were crying.
So why do I relate this? I have no clue, other than it was kind of cool to be there when a little child found her voice again. I have no claim to this event other than being present. I am sure that the sensory overload of the location had a lot to do with it.
I didn't hear about this until several weeks later and apparently she is till talking.
My wife wrote about miracles on her Jasper and Horace Blog and I sort of feel like this is a minor one to be sure.
So I guess the moral of the story is this:
When you are heading down the road of life and you find your self in a situation when words utterly fail to capture the moment....just say Penguins.
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