Left Behind #dream 222

I’m visiting a theme park with a friend. I wouldn’t say it was a childhood friend; it was more like a bully that your Mum had paired you up with for the convenience since they lived up the road from you. But we’d both had a good day out at the park looking at all of the models on display. When it was time to go, the exit to the station was a lift made of lego with red, yellow, white and green bricks. I’d stopped for one last photo, and when I’d put my phone away, my friend was nowhere to be seen. I assume that she must have gone up without me. I pressed the call button and ascended alone. But when I got to the top, there was so sign of her there either. It was an empty walkway with a concrete floor and colourful barriers made of lego to look like those sturdy iron gates with the curves.

The Pink Flamingo Club

I have a friend  who’s obsessed with flamingos. She’s built herself a little bar in the back garden that’s completely flamingo-themed. It comes with an obvious name because I don’t know of a flamingo that isn’t pink. Perhaps it’s an excuse to exhibit as many pink things as possible. I don’t really know how this fit into a bar though. Perhaps if it was an outhouse, it would fit in with the décor if the building was used for other things as well. I’ve also got no idea why flamingos are ideal for featuring on an ironing board. Perhaps they make people think of happier times or places when they’re doing their chores. Anything that sells. Maybe there’s other products like tablecloths and glasses available. They might be different shades, patterns and sizes, which makes the whole bar seem random. But she might not appreciate this entirely, especially as it’s not bar-themed.

What if your teacher embarrassed someone every day and today was your day?

They might be doing it deliberately to build up your character and resilience. It might even be part of the curriculum. But you just have to put with it. After all, everyone else has had their moment which you’ve enjoyed which is only fair. But what if you’ve had enough? You’ll have to think of a way to fight back. How have other people coped? Have they ignored what is happening? Have they cried; complained, got upset or ran away? Maybe they’ve fought back in an outburst; either physically or verbally. Or maybe someone’s stood up and said this isn’t right. Maybe this person could be you. How cool would that be? You could be the class hero. Or maybe you could get together with your friends to talk about it. You could discuss what’s happening with another teacher if you haven’t got the confidence to talk to your teacher directly. It all depends on how wrong and inappropriate you feel this is. It is important to emphasise that this needs to stop for everyone and not just for the people who complain.

Potato People

This was a homework project that one of the girls had to do for an art class, and it was so much fun that the rest of us ended up joining in. We had to use household items to decorate them, and we got the idea of using pushpins for legs and clothing buttons. I had a small one so I decided to make it into a ladybird. We’ve been watching too much Ben and Holly. I had enough pins to make it 3-D but I’m not sure if they’re eyes, tails or feelers. The youngest one thought that we were just drawing on potatoes so she drew her favourite character which is the blue alien named Stitch. And I’m not sure if the oldest one’s bear has a moustache or a surprised expression. She was going for a Paddington. It was difficult to draw clothes on potatoes so we got the ideas of making them paper clothes instead like dolls. Hopefully they’re warm enough.

Mysterious Bricey Boy

He’s a man that’s mysteriously ended up on my phone. I’ve got no idea why. And with the inclusion on mobile phones, there’s no area code so I haven’t a clue where I know him from. It’s tempting to ring him up and say, “Hi Bricey, how are you, it’s your old mate here’ but I doubt that he doesn’t know me either. He could have even passed away or have changed his number so who knows who I’m ringing. I might get someone bugging me for life that I can’t stand. But if I don’t take that chance, however, bizarre, I might never know. I haven’t added him on social media and he may not use that anyway. But somewhere down the line, I’ll go ‘Oh, he was the guy I met at’. Come to think of it, I’ve just worked it out. He was a teacher who I used to work alongside as a van driver.

Final Take

 

I’ve done my best to get rid of my squeaky voice. I was gong for an X-Factor announcer. I wonder if that’s something that ChatGPT can fix? Chloe’s voice can be heard a lot clearer. Maybe it’s because the microphone is a little closer. I wasn’t sure what was wrong with the other takes, but this was the one that she liked the best. She tries to be so serious in her newscaster pose that it’s cute and hilarious. Maybe she took the time to improve upon everything with each take. But you never know when it’s the final take. You might not get a chance to do another one. You may be out of time and resources. And there may be a take you don’t like that someone else does and vice versa. But there’s always a chance that someone will correct and edit the mistake in editing. Hopefully her teacher was pleased with the project.

"Pain is temporary. Quitting lasts forever."

Not all pain is temporary. Many will agree with this, particularly those who have been in a serious accident. You might be able to forget about it sometimes, but it still comes back. It might be a long type of temporary that gets numbed with medication. You might need some help to get rid of it, but if you’re an independent type, you might choose to stick it out. But there’s a way forward with everything, though it might not be a path that you like. If you give up on something, it’s a definitive moment. But something or someone may persuade you to return to the role later. You might have been too hasty. There are some things that can be undone, providing that others are willing to cooperate. But you’ve got your morals to follow. It’s up to you. It might benefit just yourself, or it might benefit everyone. You’ve got a decision to make.