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Post by buhi on Oct 14, 2015 14:40:18 GMT 7
<Bunny boiler> has a child a year older than mine. Others too might remember, perhaps not. With children there is a last time. In life there are millions ; each day creates a last time. The thought was carrying my son up the stairs to bed. A normal everyday event. Then one night I told him, you are too heavy now, this will be the last time. We were playing football in the park, the ball went into a ditch. I was about to jump and get it; brain transmitted an instinctive message , you cannot. Countless last times, but share the real ones if you want to. Not last time to Phuket, although that might be on my list, but I could go to Phuket tomorrow. I could not carry my son upstairs ever again.  |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2015 14:55:34 GMT 7
Buhi, never say never.
My oldest boy is 15 and like you I thought that I would never have to/be able to carry him in my arms again.
However, earlier this year he went down with Acute Rheumatic Fever , which was so bad that he couldn't move without agonizing pain.
I carried him to the toilet, to the shower, to his bed room and in fact anywhere that he needed to go to.
It wore me out but as parents our duty is never done.
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Post by buhi on Oct 14, 2015 15:06:09 GMT 7
Buhi, never say never. My oldest boy is 15 and like you I thought that I would never have to/be able to carry him in my arms again. However, earlier this year he went down with Acute Rheumatic Fever , which was so bad that he couldn't move without agonizing pain. I carried him to the toilet, to the shower, to his bed room and in fact anywhere that he needed to go to. It wore me out but as parents our duty is never done. Different; agreed I would summon what little strength I have left to do the same. I meant the child is no longer the baby, the ritual of time for bed. As a past teacher, every year I said a last goodbye to the class of individuals that had shared days of being together. An end. I did see them again, at times, but they were growing. And I would leave schools, move on. Once an old pupil met me, ten years after he was in my class I had no idea who he was when approached. Shock! The child a man. |
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Post by siampolee on Oct 14, 2015 15:10:45 GMT 7
Last time I played rugby proved to me there comes a time in life when common sense as well as the passage of time dictates you can't do what you did do.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2015 15:18:58 GMT 7
Last time I played rugby proved to me there comes a time in life when common sense as well as the passage of time dictates you can't do what you did do. Yes, I encounter this when trying to get out of bed in the mornings. After that my day just goes downhill. |
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Post by buhi on Oct 14, 2015 15:30:20 GMT 7
To go to a funeral of a kid in your class.
Happened twice.
I am crying now, sorry.
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Post by siampolee on Oct 14, 2015 15:32:57 GMT 7
Dear old Tommy Cooper I think realized he was about time to say ''the last time. 'Just like that.
A wonderful comedian he was too
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Post by siampolee on Oct 14, 2015 15:36:15 GMT 7
Let the tears flow.
I too have had those experiences.It seems entirely against nature to have a funeral for chldren
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Post by buhi on Oct 14, 2015 18:03:01 GMT 7
dictionary.thefreedictionary.com/In+Loco+Parentis
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Post by buhi on Oct 14, 2015 18:05:32 GMT 7
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Post by buhi on Oct 14, 2015 18:18:25 GMT 7
Oh shit, well here I go.
Marcus, yes the dead one, was in my class.
We travelled, the class that is, on a residential to Holland.
Marcus was always smart in class, but amusingly so.
In Holland he was a pain, but also amusingly so.
Then one tragic day, he was playing with his friend, Chris; both in my class and died.
How?
They were playing with his father's car, Chris released the handbrake, Marcus was squashed under the wheels.
Flash trash anyone?
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Post by buhi on Oct 14, 2015 18:41:36 GMT 7
Truth, not fiction.
Fiction? What is that?
Do not ask me.
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Post by rgs2001uk on Oct 14, 2015 21:29:47 GMT 7
Last time I played rugby proved to me there comes a time in life when common sense as well as the passage of time dictates you can't do what you did do. Yes, I encounter this when trying to get out of bed in the mornings. After that my day just goes downhill. A quick cure for that, just stay in bed til the afternoon, get on the back shift or night shift. |
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Post by rgs2001uk on Oct 14, 2015 21:32:27 GMT 7
Let the tears flow. I too have had those experiences.It seems entirely against nature to have a funeral for chldren Agreed, better out than in, let it go, never believed in all this macho man BS about real men dont cry. |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2015 21:55:18 GMT 7
Nice OP buhi. Love your kids and hold them dear to your heart, they grow up too fast. Wonderful memories.
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