My Prayer

Dear Lord

Let all I love be safe and warm

Forever in your care.

Let your love guide them,

Thru every step of the way.

Should they ever fall

Should they ever scare

Reassure them in your own way

That you will always be there.

Please give them all they deserve

Let them live their dreams

Never let them shed a tear

For the fear that’s no ones there.

Should you ever have to chose

Between them and me

Let it ALWAYS be them

For without them I wouldn’t be.

Each have given me more

Than I can ever repay.

Each have been there for me

Through each passing day.

As for me Oh Lord

This is all I pray

Help me live my life

In your special way

Help me make the choices

That will guide me in your way.

Job Description

This week, we had Mathamania at my school. So each grade visited another and they had an afternoon of fun math. Our section Principal stopped by to see how it was going.

This is the conversation that followed :

Student: Mr.H , I lost my rabbit

Mr.H: Oh no !! that is sad.

Student:Can you find it for me ?

Mr.H:hmmm... did you lose your rabbit in the school ?

Student:nope ! I lost it at my home.

Mr.H:So you want me to go look for this rabbit eh ?

Student:yeah ! could you ?

Mr.H:sure ! and if I find it ??

Student:just bring him back to me

Mr.H:okkkkkkk

Guess whose weekend just got busier !!

Is this where we are heading ??

It is not often that I come across articles that make me mad. This one was a whopper!! This post is what I feel. This is my interpretation, my opinion of the article and I am approaching this from the view point of a Christian, a believer, an aunt, a special educator / speech pathologist and most importantly a human being. I am not going to quote studies or bible verses in support. This is what I want to say and I am just going to say it.

Before you read my post, please go and read the article here slowly and very carefully and if what is written there strikes a chord somewhere, come back here. Let me know what you think.

I am lost for words. How can anyone disregard life like this? And with what authority can one sit and say “infanticide should be allowable up to the point that the child develops some ability to communicate and to anticipate the future” So what do they define ‘ability of communication’ as ? Merriam-Webster defines ‘communication ‘as ‘a process by which information is exchanged between individuals through a common system of symbols, signs, or behavior’ As a SLP I strongly believe that even the ‘cry’ of a new born is a communication. The baby is communicating that she is hungry or that she is in pain. My own niece had her own signs for ‘hunger’ and ‘more’ and even when she was an infant her mom could listen to her cry and figure out if she was hungry, needed a nappy change or was tired/sleepy. Isn’t that communication? Didn’t my niece just relay/exchange information to her mother?

Their articles also talks about how “The moral status of an infant is equivalent to that of a fetus in the sense that both lack the properties that justify the attribution of a right to life to an individual.” From the moment the baby is conceived and the fertilization occurs, the fetus starts to grow! It develops a heart that starts beating, a brain that starts growing and organs that start developing. And this growth continues even after they are born. And the best part of this is each fetus is unique, the character and traits the DNA are all unique to that fetus. And isn’t that what creates an individual!!

They also say “The moral status of an infant is equivalent to that of a fetus, that is, neither can be considered a ‘person’ in a morally relevant sense.” Are you kidding me? What is’ morally relevant sense’? I have tried to figure this phrase out and I don’t get it … maybe I am just dumb… Maybe I am reading this all wrong…. A new born is not a person? Is there a criterion that makes someone a ‘person’? Special abilities? The way I look at it and believe is that anyone who is a human being is a person!! As simple as that!! So to disregard an infant and not consider them as a person is downright wrong! What a child is at 6 months is NOT what a child is at 8 months or at 1 yr or 4 years. The child at 6 months is what a child is at 6 months. You don’t have to be a rocket scientist to figure it out!! That does not make the child at 6 month any less a person than a child at 4 years or a person at 62! And it definitely doesn’t make a new born or an infant any less of a person than an adult.

The icing on the cake (as if it was already not a mouthful) “refusing even to set an upper limit on the permissible age of a child to be killed by “after-birth abortion.” So that would mean killing the baby/infant anytime from conception to ………

Dear 'Professors'…. Whether you call it ‘infanticide’ or you sugar coat it and refer to it as ‘after birth abortions’ it sounds an awful lot like Murder to me!!!

E for ???

Alphabets according to Samaya:

A for Apple

B for Ball

C for Cat

D for Doll

E for aanna

wait...what......?????

aanna is Elephant in malayalam .. I guess that solves the mystery of E for :)

That thing !!!

Yesterday I was testing a student and in this test she had to look at a picture and name the picture. I am also required to record her response verbatim.

One of the pictures she saw yesterday was this

Her response:(with a super serious look on her face)

" I am not sure of the name. Mom has it in her room and it makes her mad ! But I am not sure what it's called "

My response:( with a serious look on my face too... [I don't know how I managed that] )

"Great answer , let's move on "

I thought .............

The other day as I was working with my favorite Grade 1 student, the white board easel which another teacher was using, on the other side of the room, crashed to the ground.

This is the conversation that followed

Student: Oh my goodness!! (While running to the other side of the room )

Me: Wait!! Stop!! Where are you supposed to be?

Student: But Ms. Thomas

Me: No!! Where are you supposed to be? What are you supposed to be doing ?

Student: Sitting at the desk and working…. But… When I heard the crash I thought. Can I tell you what I think ?

Me: Do you think this conversation is important right now? In the middle of the activity?

Student: Yes! Of course!

(Without waiting for my response)

Student: See, When that sound came, I thought that the board fell on Ms.A, then Ms. A fell on the chair, that the chair broke and Ms. A and the chair fell on the desk. As the chair fell on the desk, I thought I heard the floor break and I thought that Ms. A will be falling into the next classroom (my classroom is on the 1^st floor). So see Ms. Thomas, this is what I thought and when I thought that, I thought that I should go and see if there is a hole in the floor like I thought.

(After seeing my blank stare)

Student: Now, wasn’t that important?

A day to remember !

Yesterday, I woke up earlier than usual. So that gave me time to nurse my sore throat with a hot cup of green tea and pray. As per my normal routine, I got dressed for work, picked up my lunch bag and stepped out the door.

I normally put my hand inside my handbag; touch my keys as I close the door. Yesterday I did the same thing. Well I THOUGHT I did. As I see the door close the reality of the situation hits me. The cold metal I felt in my hand bag, the cold metal I THOUGHT were my keys, were actually a pair of earrings. Did I forget to mention that by keys, I mean the key to my house, my car keys and my office keys! Since there wasn’t anything I could do about it at 7 am, I decided to take an auto to work.

Ever since I got my car, I have rarely used an auto so I had conveniently forgotten the art of haggling. I should have been suspicious but instead was surprised and proud of myself when the auto driver willingly reduced the quoted price of 150/- to a 100/- on my first demand. Later in the day however, when I proudly spoke about my regained haggling techniques did my colleague lovingly remind me that the normal charge is 50/-.

As I drank my way through 5 cups of green tea feverishly praying that the sore throat I had doesn’t escalate , I kept in touch with the security guard of my building and the maintenance manager and they assured me that in the evening they would arrange for someone to come and open the door. And true to their words after I had returned from work ( thanks to a colleague who decided that my haggling techniques weren’t that advanced and dropped me off ) , I was introduced to a gentlemen who was equipped with 3 things, a rope ladder, hammer and a chisel. He said he would be able to retrieve my key for 600/-. Keeping all that had transpired in the morning in mind, I very quickly said YES!

Even though the day I had was tiring and I wouldn’t want to repeat this any time soon, I went to bed super grateful.

Grateful that God provided me with an auto that got me to work on time.

Grateful that God provided me with a job that had facilities to allow me to drink umpteen cups of green tea

Grateful that God introduced to me to a wonderful colleague 2 years ago who would help me out by dropping me home

Grateful that there was someone around who would help me retrieve my keys

Grateful that in a situation that would normally have me panicking, He kept me calm and gave me an opportunity to be grateful.

At the end of the day:

"God's Grace is immeasurable; His mercy inexhaustible; His peace inexpressible."

New Year's Resolution

I am not one for New Year's Resolution. This year however I decided to make and 1 and I really hope to follow through.

My resolution is to be more regular and consistent with my blog. Yeah it's a big ask... but you know what, I think it can be done. I have always loved writing and I think it's high time I got off my behind and do this....

So to all those who read or happen to just come by my blog..... stop by soon....

Happy New Year !