Wednesday, May 6, 2009

I've never been one to yell, but I found out today that I yell alot

At least in the eyes of my grand daughter, U'i. Was hard to hear that, or rather read it, she wrote that in a paper at school. That I yell too much, but I am nice sometimes. Was rather shocking. It has me depressed now. Wonder what else I don't know about myself. I'm sure she will tell me. Seems alot of people tell me what is wrong with me. What clothes I should wear, how I should wear my hair. What I should do in life. Interesting. I never feel the need to tell others what they should do, what they should wear, how they wasted their brains or their life. But, for some reason I am fair game. Interesting.

3 comments:

  1. Sometimes the frankness of children speak the truth. Maybe now you will catch yourself raising your voice and will take measures to talk calmly to her. Maybe she is also a bit more sensitive. One holler to one child is traumatic, to others, they barely listen.

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  2. Honey Pie,

    I am sure she is making an observation and documented the change in your demeanor as a way to figure out why Grannie is so stressed. Children use stories to find their way and make sense of the world. I just hope you find a small stretch of each day to unwind a bit. How about chasing one of those wild chickens and giving it a peck on it's beak?

    Much love,
    Mal

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  3. Thank you both for your comments. I've asked forgiveness, and I've vowed to myself to watch how I talk. She said she is sorry for being so mean to me. Her words, not mine.

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