A heap of celebrations fill March 21st – International Day for the Elimination of Racial Discrimination, National Common Courtesy Day…. Out of thirteen there are two that particularly attracted me: National Single Parents Day and Children’s Poetry Day.
Raising my kid all by myself makes me fond of National Single Parents Day. On its FB page this About is written:
The goal of National Single Parents Day is to empower single parents and their friends and family…. Public awareness of issues affecting single parents is so important.
Thank goodness I do not own all single parent-related issues in the world. God must love me this much he has granted me enough financial independence for as long as I can remember after earning work qualifications.
To commemorate Children’s Poetry Day, let me share this poem from iloveindia.com. I italicized lines that are not true to my son, nor to me. The rest are.
My childhood was fun, tough and exciting,
My childhood was one where there wasn’t much fighting,
This is my childhood. My childhood was filled with family and friend(s),
My childhood was filled with love and lots of happy holidays,
My childhood was filled with tricycles and bicycles,
My childhood is filled with lots of classwork and homework,
My childhood is filled with parents that don’t work,
Annoying loving brother and sisters.
This is my childhood. My childhood is filled with a grandmother that was caring and loving
When I left her, I was hurt. But it’s for the best.
I remember the good and happy times we shared together.
This was my loving childhood that I will not forget. This was my childhood.
Now what are these ‘robots’ interlapping my talk for? There was a Japanese-Thai Anime fest last week and I thought CJ would have had fun at this show. These toys are banned at home to follow his therapist’s advice.
But once in awhile I allow him to play, admire and/or fantasize on these things. A little dose of indulgence won’t kill his imagination.