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  1. This may sound simplistic, but it comes from the heart. Just draw (or paint or sing or play) choose whatever medium feels most accessible to you - if it's coloring so be it. Allow the process to be just for you. Don't even focus on a result. Just let yourself go in the way that you might if you were doodling. Think as much or as little as you want while creating. Give yourself the time to do any creative, expressive activity.

    I hope you find something that brings you good feelings.

  2. I'm a list lover, too

    I have code for the things on my daily list. If it's part of routine or general cleaning it gets crossed off. If it's the intended school subjects for the day it gets a check mark so I can transfer to my school records. If it's really the next thing I should work on I'll add a star when I review the list. If it's partially completed it gets a dot to give a little of that in progress satisfaction e.g. laundry gets dots for each load washed, dried or folded & put away.

    It didn't seem strange until I took the time to write it all out. :)

  3. These are fun to read!

     

    ds5 always asks for Johnny Cash or Beastie Boys, dd7 asks for Latin (Getting Started with Latin)

    We had a long drive for a field trip yesterday & I put my player on random & heard many things I hadn't listened to for a while - King Crimson, A Perfect Circle, Simon & Garfunkle, Deadbolt, Replacements - weird mix, made me happy.

  4. This reminds me of a paper I did in (public) high school. I had an excellent English teacher who could be a stickler. The assignment was to write about a famous quote. I wrote a paragraph or two about quotes becoming famous because they sum up their subject succinctly and don't need elaboration. Then I chose a song lyric as my quote - something to the effect of wasting time with children - and wrote a poem about my feelings on being in school.

    I got an F on the paper. Along with a note from the teacher that showed she appreciated my work but that it didn't fulfill the assignment. I figured that was fair enough.

     

    Funny, thinking back on the quote I see it very differently now.

     

    I think your daughter did complete the assignment, especially because you did say she could add pictures. I would compliment her on it then plan a paper that she would have to follow the traditional format. Perhaps have her choose the format and have it approved by you before working on the paper?

  5. I remember loving the poems of Tennyson. Man, it's been a long time since I've read any of them. Here's one. Could have been the age....

     

    The Burial of Love

     

     

     

    His eyes in eclipse,

    Pale-cold his lips,

    The light of his hopes unfed,

    Mute his tongue,

    His bow unstrung

    With the tears he hath shed,

    Backward drooping his graceful head,

    Love is dead:

    His last arrow is sped;

    He hath not another dart;

    Go–carry him to his dark deathbed;

    Bury him in the cold, cold heart–

    Love is dead.

     

    O truest love! art thou forlorn,

    And unrevenged? thy pleasant wiles

    Forgotten, and thine innocent joy?

    Shall hollow-hearted apathy,

    The cruellest form of perfect scorn,

    With languor of most hateful smiles,

    For ever write,

    In the withered light

    Of the tearless eye,

    And epitaph that all may spy?

    No! sooner she herself shall die.

     

    For her the showers shall not fall,

    Nor the round sun shine that shineth to all;

    Her light shall into darkness change;

    For her the green grass shall not spring,

    Nor the rivers flow, nor the sweet birds sing,

    Till Love have his full revenge.

  6. The best tale of independent adventure I have is from when I was 24. I had always considered myself a serious artist & I decided it was time to run away to paint- leave the daily grind behind & be away from everyone so that I could create w/o inhibition or critique. I saved up enough money to get me through about 3 months & read up on Puerto Rico. I was brave enough to try a different culture & language, but not to give up the American justice system. :tongue_smilie:

    The day I left it was 35 degrees below (with the wind chill) Blowing & drifting snow. I handed my leather jacket to my sister & got on a plane.

    I stayed in a small town & walked wherever I needed to go. I swam a lot.

    It was a beautiful time. I spent my 25th birthday alone on a beach, as I walked home that day I ran into an older man on a horse. (He smelled of rum.) We talked for a few minutes & he happened to ask how old I was. I'll always remember answering "Veintecinqo".

    Shortly after I returned from my artistic sojourn, I made a plan & stood up (alone) to some ghosts from my childhood. That lunch was probably a bigger solitary triumph than the trip. I grew a lot as a person.

     

    Thanks for sharing these stories.

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