Kathleen,
I think I saw somewhere on this bulletin board that your never heard of Pula. You missed a great show. A man dedicated to gs. But a man like no other. Consider that he raised a family in a Baltimore row home, this Polach turned his back on religion and the Catholic Church, but still had a daughter ordained as a Presbyterian minister, who with her minister husband, served at his funeral. Bob insisted that the title for a new curriculum we were considering must have the word "evaluation" in it. So when you go on line to view "Cognitive Evaluation and Communication", remember that at least three Polachs had some input--Korzybski, Pula and Gastner. And we would like yours. visit us at
www.k-12-communication.com. Welcome aboard.
Here are some paragraphs from a story I am writing. The name of the story is "Freedom".
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Esther and Bluma now were far down the road leading from the center of Shegriyn, heading back to their little cottage. Bluma began to sing, as was her custom when they were on long walks in the countryside. She sang a beautiful, lyrical poem about a graceful swan that flew on the great migration down to the Sea. Esther always cried at the last few sad verses when the swan is wounded by the fox and knows she is dying.
Esther wiped away her tears, and with her breast still heaving with sobs, she asked, “Mama, why do you sing such a sad song? Aren’t we all happy?”
Bluma did not answer for a while and then said, “Yes, my dear, we are all happy. But it is a practice that my mother and grandmother and great-grandmother passed on to me. Even in times of great happiness it is well to cleanse the soul with a fresh rain of tears. A sad song does that for us. It provides a shadow so that the sunshine we live in seems even brighter. Your eyes, my darling daughter, look so sparkling and clear now.”
My daughter -- now fourteen. -- is a Down Syndrome child.
But she is beautiful and endearing, and she has become the center of our family. Her name is Bluma -- which means beautiful flower -- named after my grandmother who was also a very beautiful woman.
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I think I saw somewhere on this bulletin board that your never heard of Pula. You missed a great show. A man dedicated to gs. But a man like no other. Consider that he raised a family in a Baltimore row home, this Polach turned his back on religion and the Catholic Church, but still had a daughter ordained as a Presbyterian minister, who with her minister husband, served at his funeral. Bob insisted that the title for a new curriculum we were considering must have the word "evaluation" in it. So when you go on line to view "Cognitive Evaluation and Communication", remember that at least three Polachs had some input--Korzybski, Pula and Gastner. And we would like yours. visit us at
www.k-12-communication.com. Welcome aboard.
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Esther and Bluma now were far down the road leading from the center of Shegriyn, heading back to their little cottage. Bluma began to sing, as was her custom when they were on long walks in the countryside. She sang a beautiful, lyrical poem about a graceful swan that flew on the great migration down to the Sea. Esther always cried at the last few sad verses when the swan is wounded by the fox and knows she is dying.
Esther wiped away her tears, and with her breast still heaving with sobs, she asked, “Mama, why do you sing such a sad song? Aren’t we all happy?”
Bluma did not answer for a while and then said, “Yes, my dear, we are all happy. But it is a practice that my mother and grandmother and great-grandmother passed on to me. Even in times of great happiness it is well to cleanse the soul with a fresh rain of tears. A sad song does that for us. It provides a shadow so that the sunshine we live in seems even brighter. Your eyes, my darling daughter, look so sparkling and clear now.”
Bluma: Commanding the Queen Mary
I also live with differently-abled people.
My daughter -- now fourteen. -- is a Down Syndrome child.
But she is beautiful and endearing, and she has become the center of our family. Her name is Bluma -- which means beautiful flower -- named after my grandmother who was also a very beautiful woman.
Love David
I found your answers (profile) original and witty. I feel myself like a teacher and student (2 sides of a medal?)
Bye for now
Are you familiar with General Semantics and the books of Alfred
Korzybski, or Robert Pula, or Kenneth Johnson or S. I Hayakawa?
Welcome aboard,
David
David