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Showing posts with label childhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label childhood. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
freedom flies
The beginning of August and mid-way through summer. It's hot, dreadfully and wonderfully hot. We are on vacation and recently the days are beginning to blend. I am trying to keep my little boys busy enough and yet not too busy so they are asleep in their beds at nap time and bed time.
I was home-schooled until the age of 13. My Mom educated the four of us at home until we decided individually that we wanted to begin public school. For my parents, home education wasn't a fade from their hippy days, rather they strived for stronger education values and at the same time did not want to hinder us if we chose a more social dwelling in a public environment. I remember when our studies came to an end each afternoon my Mom would let us run around the house crazy to get rid of our sitting legs - she ran with us too. We had an imagination carpet to tell stories and created a theatre to perform. We studied based on our strengths and we played even stronger.
My sister's rabbit, Bonnie, was a wonderful pet and the wooden fort my Dad built was my mansion in the backyard. We had a veggie garden, dirt that made clay dishes, a swing, and we always seemed to have a wonderful next door neighbor and an awful one. They both fed our imaginations. It was the geese that horrified us the most when we got stuck in muddy water and between our driveways end and the blackberry bushes we lived out our childhood. I promised to play another game of "lions" with my brother but then suddenly we grew up!
My sister's rabbit, Bonnie, was a wonderful pet and the wooden fort my Dad built was my mansion in the backyard. We had a veggie garden, dirt that made clay dishes, a swing, and we always seemed to have a wonderful next door neighbor and an awful one. They both fed our imaginations. It was the geese that horrified us the most when we got stuck in muddy water and between our driveways end and the blackberry bushes we lived out our childhood. I promised to play another game of "lions" with my brother but then suddenly we grew up!
All of this came up over coffee with myself this morning and I was inspired. As a parent my days are blending but for my boys it's just the beginning of their own wonder and existence. Perhaps just to be at home is all that is required to enjoy the little things and little ones.
All of my precious memories and days spent with my boys are only mine now - I realized - they will have their very own. Oh I pray for a little wisdom to guide them each in their own way. Today they decided to fly a kite and it was very fitting for me:)
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| Yonatan, almost 4 |
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| Har-Tzion (Hartzi), almost 2 |
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Tuesday, May 17, 2011
our neigborhood | Shabbat
Every so often we spend our Shabbat (Saturday) at home. In this instance I usually devise a plan that revolves around a good nap... for me. It's not easy keeping my one and a half year old awake until the late afternoon. I suppose my last thoughts before I lose my sanity are, yes, I can do it and I always do! My plan this time was a little wander through the closed neighborhood to burn off some energy. We noticed some things that we never did before and drank hot-chocolate for the first time in a long time. In the end, I napped.
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| closed pizza store |
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| not even a cat! |
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| i never even noticed the local coffee shop tables and pass by almost daily! |
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| a kid with a plan! |
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| during the weekdays every chair is occupied All day ... it's a very busy ice cream shop |
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| empty side streets look so bare |
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| Yes, Death is Dangerous! |
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| mmmm, hot chocolate at 'Aroma' |
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| "is that CHOCOLATE?!" |
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| Aroma - 24/7 |
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| little man syndrome! |
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| what a blast! |
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Children learn about Israel's Independence Day
Last week Israel celebrated 63 years with fireworks, festivals and concerts through the streets. My eldest son has been waiting for Independence day since last year's fireworks and although the party is over, he is still singing, "white and blue, white and blue, my colors, my beautiful land". This morning on the way to his daycare, he wasn't the only one singing this tune!
[blue and white, my colors]
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Children this Passover
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| Yeladim |
The Haggadah in hebrew means "telling" and it is a Scriptural commandment to each Jew to "tell your son" of the Jewish liberation from slavery in Egypt. It is a Jewish text that sets forth the order of the Passover Meal and also tells our story.
This year, an Israeli organization called 'Yeladim' (children), has printed a Haggadah with hand drawings from children that have been removed from their homes by welfare authorities. Each picture is a story about Passover from the creativity of a child.
For more information in English about "Yeladim" you can read here.
If you are interested to order the "Haggadah" in Hebrew click here for details
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
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