I wonder.... (754 hits)
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Submitted by GuardianAngel (View user info) at 2006-12-10 19:23:16 EST
I have been taught by a great many people in my life. My sense of justice, came from my grandfather, a wise man of many many years. My mentor Darren taught me how to break a mans arm in three places, which he learnt to do in prison. I have been taught about the twisted moralisation that drives men to rape by a Doctor of Criminology who spent time with the police working on rape units. I work with bodyguards, martial arts champions, ex-military, who have taught me how to shock a hysterical female human back into normalcy (a small wrist slap on the rear part of the cheek) and how to revive someone who isnt comatose (pinch the back of their arm and snap your fingers as if you were clicking them-no matter how many pints or pills they've taken that evening, the tricep snap will make them wake up. And probably call you a tosser.)
But the greatest lesson I have ever been taught came from a baby, of about six months old.
Her name is Gracie. I sat, and I watched her roll around on the floor, and I talked to her, and I watched her some more. And no matter what she did, she looked at everything she saw-whether it was me, the furniture, or just an incredibly unique piece of fluff on the carpet, with the same wonderment and awe as she did the first time she saw it. Every time I pick her up, she looks at me the same way-as if Im some amazing thing that shes only seen a few seconds ago, and will never see again, and she locks her eyes, wide open, on my face, as if she HAS to look at me.
If only we could all learn to do that. I hear so many people complain that they're bored, or unfulfilled with their lives. All they need to do is start being more like a baby.
I sat back in my chair and waved at her, and she looked out of the top of her eyes at me, rolled over helpless on her front, attempting to eat the aforementioned interesting piece of fluff without using her hands, and succeeding only in soaking the carpet in baby dribble.
I wonder.
I wonder if my little girl would have been anything like you.....
Daddy thinks of you often, Anna. I'm going to look at the world, just like you would have, and when I see you again, I'll tell you everything I saw.
Daddy loves you, Anna.
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Submitted by TheCrystalShip (user info) at 2006-12-13 15:29:43 EST (#)
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I just want to let you know that you misspelled "whining" here...
http://www.ubersite.com/m/93535#2250460
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-12-11 17:37:34 EST (#)
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My condolences on the loss of your penos, rendering you incapable of having a child.
Submitted by i_can_get_you_a_toe (user info) at 2006-12-11 15:08:54 EST (#)
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This was good, you nearly lost me at 'baby dribble', cos I hate babies. And thier dribble. I also hate traffic, small-town people and ciggarette scabs.
Submitted by HotWillie (user info) at 2006-12-11 13:26:48 EST (#)
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Submitted by ubetidid (user info) at 2006-12-11 12:40:43 EST (#)
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uh-huh.
wait till they're teenagers.
you'll wish somebody had carted
their little asses off long ago!
Submitted by firefly (user info) at 2006-12-11 12:30:54 EST (#)
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Submitted by GuardianAngel (user info) at 2006-12-11 08:00:53 EST (#)
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Sparkle_Pink-I knew I should have put a disclaimer on this thing. :)
For all future readers DONT TRY THIS AT HOME, BECAUSE YES IT DOES WORK REALLY WELL.
Also remarkably effective on annoying relatives, the elderly, and noisy people in front of you in cinemas.
Submitted by combatwombat (user info) at 2006-12-11 07:10:25 EST (#)
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Wow
Submitted by CHR15 (user info) at 2006-12-11 06:32:55 EST (#)
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Stupid.
Submitted by sparkle_pink (user info) at 2006-12-11 05:29:34 EST (#)
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"and how to revive someone who isnt comatose (pinch the back of their arm and snap your fingers as if you were clicking them)"
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My genius friend who was reading this post decided to try that out on himself.
He says it'll work really well.
Submitted by LittleMonster (user info) at 2006-12-11 05:10:29 EST (#)
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Cirtainly gave me more than a little to wonder about.........
Submitted by BranDo (user info) at 2006-12-11 02:55:35 EST (#)
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Remember that one day she'll be bored too... you sound very lucky though. Keep it up.
Submitted by Bubba2341 (user info) at 2006-12-11 02:21:36 EST (#)
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Submitted by Nomad (user info) at 2006-12-10 20:40:23 (#)
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I often think of things that could happen to my beloved 11 month old son. I think I think of them so I can go over what I can do to stop it. Him running out into the road, me pushing him out of the way. As a father I'm paranoid, I see myself in the future struggling to not hold him back by keeping him "too safe".
If he sleeps a half hour longer than the usual wake up time I automatically wake up and rush into his room to make sure he is still breathing.
I don't know what happened to you. But I certainly can say that I understand what you are saying, and selfishly when reading this and the poem from the previous reviewer, I can only think about hoping that it doesnt happen to me.
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Most young parents probably had similar thoughts, I know I did.
Submitted by buytheirsouls.com (user info) at 2006-12-11 02:08:25 EST (#)
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Snore...
Submitted by rob_berg (user info) at 2006-12-11 00:57:59 EST (#)
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wonder-full.
Submitted by Amontillado (user info) at 2006-12-10 22:19:12 EST (#)
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Submitted by Benny (user info) at 2006-12-10 21:49:29 EST (#)
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Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-12-10 21:30:36 EST (#)
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Submitted by Nomad (user info) at 2006-12-10 20:40:23 EST (#)
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I often think of things that could happen to my beloved 11 month old son. I think I think of them so I can go over what I can do to stop it. Him running out into the road, me pushing him out of the way. As a father I'm paranoid, I see myself in the future struggling to not hold him back by keeping him "too safe".
If he sleeps a half hour longer than the usual wake up time I automatically wake up and rush into his room to make sure he is still breathing.
I don't know what happened to you. But I certainly can say that I understand what you are saying, and selfishly when reading this and the poem from the previous reviewer, I can only think about hoping that it doesnt happen to me.
Submitted by Orgasmatron (user info) at 2006-12-10 20:38:56 EST (#)
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O RLY?
Submitted by Sacrilicious (user info) at 2006-12-10 19:37:07 EST (#)
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It's a lesson we all should learn.
And I'm sorry. Here's one you may relate to.
http://www.ubersite.com/m/85857