Just because

Not everyone will accept your past,  but it
wasn’t their’s to live. Not everyone will see your future, but its not their’s to dream. Just because someone worries about you, doesn’t mean they are judging you. Just because someone isn’t near you, doesn’t mean they aren’t thinking of you dearly.

Thanks, but no thanks, coach.

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As I sit watching the game tonight, I suddenly have a flashback to the worst coach I ever got to play under.

It was grade ten basketball.  We were on our way out of town for a tournament.  Now, I was excited about this tournament! I may not be a strong offensive player, but since I wasn’t, I was shuffled to be a defensive, which tended to be this coaches favorite place to shuffle players he didn’t want to push for play time.  More defensive, less play time for me.  But out of town tournaments were different, since we had to pitch in for gas money and hotel money, we were all guaranteed at least ten minutes of play time.  Perfect!

First period, ten minutes in, …. no play…

five minutes left… no play…

Half time.  Get told to play better, haven’t played yet.

Second period, lets go!… still no play…

Comes down to the last five minutes, coach calls me to replace the star, sweet!

I go on for 17 seconds, I get called back off, he told the main star what he wanted, she had to go back on.  She had been playing the whole time.  What … the…. heck?

End of game. I got 17 seconds of play time.  That night I got a ride home from my coach because I had something I had to attend the next day.  I wouldn’t get any more play time this tournament.

“You’re not allowed to be mad at me”

“I didn’t get to play.  You said we all get equal playing time at out of town tournaments”

“I  had to so we could have a stronger chance to win”

“But we didn’t win, not even close”.  The score was over 20 points difference.

“Your still not allowed to be mad”

This coach who I had trusted, gave me the worst example of a mentor that I will never forget. I will never tell a child that they aren’t allowed to play in a game for my own agenda. I will never not keep a promise or a written rule to anyone. I will never tell someone they aren’t allowed to feel an emotion about an unfair situation.

After that weekend I told my mother it wasn’t worth playing on his team anymore.

I joined up with other teams, where we got to play and it was for fun, and we had great fun! And I never really looked back.

Not hard, not soft, like a jam!

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I was a waitress at a restaurant that served eggs for every meal, which was great for graveyard workers, or late night partiers.  I have many stories, mightmares and laughs, but one stuck out this morning as I was making my breakfast.

We had this girl that at least once a month would come in and order the same thing.  Now, I don’t mind typical customers, and if you enjoy something, its a treat to try it again! But, it was how she ordered it that has always stuck with me. So heres seen, all day breakfast restaurant, typical waitress waiting on customers, in walks twenty something girl and her friend. Waitress sits them down, and goes to get their drinks.

“Alright ladies, here are your drinks”

“Alright, ill get eggs benedict, fruit cup, ham, oh, and I want my eggs, not hard, not soft, like a jam.”

“Ok, gotcha…” take her friends order, and carry on.  Go to the back, and type in over medium.  Ladies enjoy their lunch, praise the food, leave.

Next month, girls arrive.  Same explanation about the eggs. So I turn back

“Ok, eggs over medium-”

“No, no no…. not hard, not soft, like a jam!

Gotcha.

Same thing next month, so again I try to explain to her that what she wants is over medium, that she doesn’t have to explain it every time.

“No, its not.  I don’t want it hard, or soft. Like a jam!”

So, realizing that you can’t fix stupid, I go to the back to type in her order.  This time when it prompts me to select wellness level of the egg, I hit *see note* and type in her explanation.  Thirty seconds later the cook sticks his head out , gives me a confused look.  I explain the antics of this specific customer, to which he replies:

“Eggs have been around for thousands of years, shes been around for two decades, and she figures we haven’t figured out a word for not hard, not soft, like a jam? Did you try and explain it?”

Well I tried to hint at it, time and again… sometimes you cant fix stupid.

Cheers for knitting!

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Not only am I happy to present another pair of baby pants made from scratch (no pattern) but its my first request with crochet! I crocheted the eye as I thought they would look better than if I stitched them on.  I am quite please! But found out that I don’t care too much for the hook and appreciate my needles so much more!

Cheers for knitting!

Double Challenge

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Double Harmonic Ocarina

A few years ago I purchased a double harmonic ocarina from http://www.songbirdocarina.com . I was very proud, and scared, about this new instrument! I had seen pictures of instruments like this in movies, cartoon, bible excerpts, I was excited! But it took me months to even try it, and months again to even make it sound good.

The biggest fault I found was with myself.  I felt I could never show this to others, as they wanted to hear it, and I didn’t think I was worthy of that honor.  Finally, after much encouragement from my friend who plays piano with our church, I brought it out, and played Amazing Grace infront of our group one sunday.

It went….

Great! I was asked to play it again and again!

And I have been asked to play again in two months, by then I hope to be even better :)

WIP… still in progress.

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Its been an odd year.  Since I have started knitting six years ago, the seasons have brought the same variables.  Summer and fall are busy with getting my stock up for winter sales. Christmas gets busy with requests for gifts.  New year and the rest of winter is calm with my own personal projects, or my WIP (work in progress), then summer hits with plans for the fall markets.

Now, around our town, we have had a bit of an oil recession hit.  Which means the fathers and men haven’t been working since Christmas, since they aren’t working, they aren’t spending.  If they are home, kids stay home and wifes work, which usually (and sadly) means lower income, so families are staying in more, going out less, so our entertainment industry suffer.  If the families have little ones in childcare or preschool, they tend to pull out their children, so the daycares/dayhomes/preschools suffer.  I have been laid off due to this trend.

Now, I also have my knitting, so after the emotional turbulence settled, my mind went to all my WIP that I have.  Great! I got my projects, my ideas, all those great bits! My only problem being that I haven’t had a slow down in requests! Odd, since our town is hitting  down turn and you would expect spending to be down!

So sadly, my WIPs are still waiting for me, but needles are till flying and I am gaining some money through my door. :)

Its alive!

Just a quick shout out that I am hoping to start a collection of photos, thoughts, projects and pieces soon…. just figuring out where to start :)

How is everyones year? Still pushing? How are those new years resolutions panning out?

I know this year I am looking for a new career, stronger hobby request list, and a healthier body.  So far so good!

Learned Behaviors

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The puzzle is too hard, the piece wont fit. What does the four year old do? “AHHHHHHHHH I can’t do it! Too hard!”

 

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I walk over, look and see how there are two pieces that if turned the right way, the whole work would be complete and this activity could be finished! One of the concepts we have at the program I am employed at (and I stand by) is children are to finish the work they choose, and to not leave tasks unfinished.  He screams more and gives me a pout.  I ask him

“Can you please use your manners”

“I cant do it. I need help”

“I see you are stuck, but I have a job of my own, can you try it until I can come and see?” He nods and tearfully turns back to his work.  I finish my job and come back to him, nothing has been changed, modified or tried. 

“I see you haven’t tried anything.  I cannot help you until you try”

“I CANT! AHHHHHHHHH”

“I cannot help you when you are not using good manners” At this I walk away and help another child who is working quietly and with good manners.  In a few minutes he dies down to blubbering, still shouting occasionally.  Then he stops, quietly walks over to me and taps me on the shoulder.

“Hi! I see you have used your good manners.  What can I help you with?”

“I cant figure out the piece, can you come help me please?”

At this point he has turned to a positive well mannered behavior so I respond

“Yes, since you asked so nicely I can come and sit with you” So I follow him back to his table and watch.  He putters around and is waiting for my answer.  I give him a tip, without giving the answer

“I see that you need to remove a few pieces, then try a different way” At this he takes out the two troublesome pieces, and rearranges.  He finally gets to the last piece, its going to fit, he wiggles it in and ta-da! He cheers, he celebrates and is happy! He looks at me:

“Thank you!”

“All I did was give you a tip, you did the work” Smile.  “how do you feel?”

“I feel great”

One of the hardest points we have as role models (parent, grandparent, teacher, guardian) is to not jump in when a child with a problem screams and acts out, but to guide them to ask for help in a nice way and to respond in such.  When you help a child to learn that good manners are helpful and screaming upset moments (no matter how faked, or real) are not accetpable, you are guiding a childs behavior and hopefully setting them up for a stronger foot hold in society.  So remember:

~Reward good manners

~Ignore or tell a child that bad manners will not get a response or help

~Let a child get upset, by not acknowledging, you take away the power of the negative

~Always remind a child afterwards of the good they accomplished, not by pushing “GOOD BOY” but “You did it! You have(accomplished work, describe briefly) and how do you feel?”

 

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