I believe in miracles.
I believe in the goodness of each and everyone of us.
Even when there's this dark shadow, luring over someone.. there's always still a light shining at the end.
I believe in people changing... to what is good and what is right...
to what is just and what is fair for everyone concerned.
It may not be this time that's the right time, but sometime soon, it will happen.
You just got to believe.
:)
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Leo the Late Bloomer
Leo the Late Bloomer is a book that Celo took home today. While waiting for his turn in the barbershop, we read this together to pass the time.
This is a book by Robert Kraus, José Aruego (Illustrator)
Leo couldn't do anything right.
He couldn't read.
He couldn't write.
He couldn't draw.
He was a sloppy eater.
And he never said a word.
"What's the matter with Leo?" asked Leo's father.
"Nothing." said Leo's mother.
"Leo is just a late bloomer."
"Better late than never," thought Leo's father.
Every day Leo's father watched him for signs of blooming.
And every night Leo's father watched him for signs of blooming.
"Are you sure Leo's a bloomer?"asked Leo's father.
"Patience." said Leo's mother.
"A watched bloomer doesn't bloom."
So Leo's father watched television instead of Leo.
The snows came.
Leo's father wasn't watching.
But Leo still wasn't blooming.
The trees budded.
Leo's father wasn't watching.
But Leo still wasn't blooming.
Then one day, in his own good time, Leo bloomed!
He could read!
He could draw!
He ate neatly!
He also spoke.
And it wasn't just a word.
It was a whole sentence.
And that sentence was...
"I made it!"
:)
This is a book by Robert Kraus, José Aruego (Illustrator)
Leo couldn't do anything right.
He couldn't read.
He couldn't write.
He couldn't draw.
He was a sloppy eater.
And he never said a word.
"What's the matter with Leo?" asked Leo's father.
"Nothing." said Leo's mother.
"Leo is just a late bloomer."
"Better late than never," thought Leo's father.
Every day Leo's father watched him for signs of blooming.
And every night Leo's father watched him for signs of blooming.
"Are you sure Leo's a bloomer?"asked Leo's father.
"Patience." said Leo's mother.
"A watched bloomer doesn't bloom."
So Leo's father watched television instead of Leo.
The snows came.
Leo's father wasn't watching.
But Leo still wasn't blooming.
The trees budded.
Leo's father wasn't watching.
But Leo still wasn't blooming.
Then one day, in his own good time, Leo bloomed!
He could read!
He could draw!
He ate neatly!
He also spoke.
And it wasn't just a word.
It was a whole sentence.
And that sentence was...
"I made it!"
:)
Friday, November 18, 2011
Chuck's I'm Sorry
Here's an excerpt from Gossip Girl's Season 5, Episode 6: I am Number 9 that made me cry.
I love you Chuck Bass!
I love you Chuck Bass!
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