R - Reading is fun.
O - O is it happy to read?
S - Sam dates Xi.
I - I love Mommy.
E - Emliy is one of my favorit sisters.
by Rosie
(turns 6 tomorrow)
(The Good and the Beautiful, Level One, Lesson 20)
R - Reading is fun.
O - O is it happy to read?
S - Sam dates Xi.
I - I love Mommy.
E - Emliy is one of my favorit sisters.
by Rosie
(turns 6 tomorrow)
(The Good and the Beautiful, Level One, Lesson 20)
We're home, and they still
won't let me see her hands.
Our neighbor doesn't
have to help with bandages
now, and somehow it's not
the process it used to be.
Ow!
Holy Crap!
She's learning new words
and she talks matter-of-factly
as my brother tells stories,
distracting her from the gauze,
the sterile, ointment-soaked
strips of cotton that my mom
wraps around each tender finger.
I falled in the fire-pit and
burnt my hands.
Eventually they let me
help, using gummy scissors
to cut the cloth into
manageable strips. They smell
pungently of hospitals and
rubbing alcohol, chemicals
that don't belong in our house,
or anywhere near someone
as young as two years old.
She giv'd me em n'ems
cuz I brave!
She doesn't want to use
her marshmallow hands, but
turning doorknobs is tricky
with only two points of contact.
Her elbows are a giant pair of chopsticks
reaching up over her head
to grab the doorknob.
Reading is tricky, too
because her elbows
don't have fingers
for turning pages.
She has to use
one big, fat chopstick
to lift - somehow -
one page at a time.
They might as well
not be there, her hands.
She tucks them up
by her shoulders,
using her dimpled elbows
instead for everything.
She points with her elbows,
flushes the toilet with her elbows,
climbs into her chair with her elbows.
her hands are burned
and bandaged, so maybe
she's just pretending
they aren't there?