Feb 26, 2007
Oh, I forgot to mention, Joe and Dolores brought a small box of keepsakes for me from mom. Among other things, it contained: A stopwatch (from my early swimming days); A caricature of my dad in a toga and wreath, drawn by a street artist in Athens in ’82; My eighth grade diploma from St. Raphael’s and my high school diploma from Benet Academy; My baby book; My first formal baby picture (what a hoot); Tons and tons of pictures from babyhood on; Academic achievement awards; Report cards.
I like the report cards best. On my kindergarten (!) one, the teacher remarks that I got a little too cocky in the past six weeks and thought I knew so much I didn’t try like I should. My mom replied that they would meet the teacher to discuss what further methods should be used on me. Evidently whatever she tried didn’t work since throughout grade school the teachers remarked I didn’t produce a quality of work measuring up to my ability. (I also evidently needed improvement in the area of good conduct while in first grade, my handwriting remained atrocious throughout grade school, I didn’t keep my desk and materials neat, and I only did average in math. I guess I made quite a turnaround in all these areas in high school – except for the part about keeping my environment neat.)
This afternoon another gift for Gary was delivered by a local flower shop – from Janet and John. It was a basket containing turtles, chocolate-covered pretzels, Guinevere chocolates. Hope he’s going to be able to push himself in his chair after he polishes all this stuff off!
Speaking of pushing, Gary told me yesterday he was setting himself a push goal of getting from the student activity building to the math building without stopping to rest. He said he’s been taking four to five rests. He thought by the end of the semester he should be able to do it without any. Today he told me he thinks he’s going to make that goal a lot sooner than he thought – he took only one rest, in the middle of the steep hill he has to wheel up. He says slow and steady is the key, and noted that last summer he wouldn’t have been anywhere near able to do what he can do in this regard. I said that after he accomplishes that goal, he can work on speed, and I joked that I now had a stopwatch that we could time him with. He said that, actually, his physical trainer said the same thing (that he should next work on speed, not that I should time him!).
Gary called the car people this morning to ask if the part they’d been waiting for had come in yet. The person who answered the phone took Gary’s message and phone number so that the guy Gary needed to talk to could call back. The guy never called. I am not impressed with their customer service!
Oh, I forgot to mention, Joe and Dolores brought a small box of keepsakes for me from mom. Among other things, it contained: A stopwatch (from my early swimming days); A caricature of my dad in a toga and wreath, drawn by a street artist in Athens in ’82; My eighth grade diploma from St. Raphael’s and my high school diploma from Benet Academy; My baby book; My first formal baby picture (what a hoot); Tons and tons of pictures from babyhood on; Academic achievement awards; Report cards.
I like the report cards best. On my kindergarten (!) one, the teacher remarks that I got a little too cocky in the past six weeks and thought I knew so much I didn’t try like I should. My mom replied that they would meet the teacher to discuss what further methods should be used on me. Evidently whatever she tried didn’t work since throughout grade school the teachers remarked I didn’t produce a quality of work measuring up to my ability. (I also evidently needed improvement in the area of good conduct while in first grade, my handwriting remained atrocious throughout grade school, I didn’t keep my desk and materials neat, and I only did average in math. I guess I made quite a turnaround in all these areas in high school – except for the part about keeping my environment neat.)
This afternoon another gift for Gary was delivered by a local flower shop – from Janet and John. It was a basket containing turtles, chocolate-covered pretzels, Guinevere chocolates. Hope he’s going to be able to push himself in his chair after he polishes all this stuff off!
Speaking of pushing, Gary told me yesterday he was setting himself a push goal of getting from the student activity building to the math building without stopping to rest. He said he’s been taking four to five rests. He thought by the end of the semester he should be able to do it without any. Today he told me he thinks he’s going to make that goal a lot sooner than he thought – he took only one rest, in the middle of the steep hill he has to wheel up. He says slow and steady is the key, and noted that last summer he wouldn’t have been anywhere near able to do what he can do in this regard. I said that after he accomplishes that goal, he can work on speed, and I joked that I now had a stopwatch that we could time him with. He said that, actually, his physical trainer said the same thing (that he should next work on speed, not that I should time him!).
Gary called the car people this morning to ask if the part they’d been waiting for had come in yet. The person who answered the phone took Gary’s message and phone number so that the guy Gary needed to talk to could call back. The guy never called. I am not impressed with their customer service!
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