Sebastien brings in the mail at lunch time and then we decipher and translate the Christmas cards. The French write a little differently than others. Here is an example:
"Like this door (there was a photo of a door in Tibet) which is opening toward the future, that in 2007 brings you days of joy, of peace, and of well-being. That you all preserve good health and formulate projects full of hope for all, little and big. We remind you of our faithful and sincere friendship."
By the way, I am now Sebastien's personal assistant fielding calls for him from Asia and South America. I am looking forward to that year-end bonus!
Sunday, December 17, 2006
If we are not setting up a pirate ship in the living room or turning the laundry room into an egg hatchery or putting an ER in the bathroom or making a village outside or using all of the kitchen chairs to make a jet airplane then we are...SCUBA diving and exploring all of the fascinating underwater worlds around the globe.
Monday, December 11, 2006
Some days aren't so nice but then another day dawns...
and a child picks up a book of poetry and memorizes a poem while taking a stroll in a winter wonderland. Then she recites her poem and reads Shakespeare to her mother, and her mother reads Shakespeare to her, all from a book of excerpts for children discarded by the library. Then she reads poem after poem from the stack of poetry books that she pulled out and piled up, one of which was given to her little brother by one of his adopted grandmothers, the one who sits and knits hats for children whose heads would go cold otherwise.