Archive for July, 2008

• You Can Tell By The Stuffed Toys (an essay)

  Friday, July 25th, 2008

  I was dozen going on thirteen.

  Since I refused to dispose of them, I stuffed them into cardboard boxes, plastic bags and plastic containers and jammed them in the uppermost cabinets of my room. Now what. They were just there. Gathering dust and pollen and airborne diseases. Getting moist and increasing fungus that would eventually open into a culture. This went on since a couple of months. I felt sluggish. Couldn’t I think of a better way to rid myself of them? I mean, I couldn’t even look them. What was the point of all this separation anxiety? Well, I guess you do outgrow some things. I began to sneak the stuffed animals into my sister’s room, a few at a appropriated time so she would slenderly instruction. At least they weren’t leaving the house. She was happy, I was happy, and my room was significantly less kiddy. I was twelve going on thirteen.

  There are no cartoon character posters in my room anymore, just an array of postcards tiled in a to a high degree minimalist way. Although I still sleep on the floor, the bedspread has been reduced to stripes, a very grown-up color scheme of blue and innocent. The desk now had more serious art supplies in again serious looking containers. The room looked better, now that it was without the plush toys. I was twelve going on thirteen.

  I’m not twelve going on thirteen anymore, excepting sometimes, just sometimes, a pink shrimp or hypochondriac armadillo would wind up in my room, glaring at me with their black, beady eyes, smiling at me with their stitched-on mouths, reminding me not to grow up too fast.

  July 24, 2008
  Written as an exercise for Sir Noel’s CW class, by the topic “Holding On and Letting Go”

• Go Play Green - Eco-Friendly Toys For Today’s Kids

  Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008

  : Kapla creates high quality building block sets made from 100% natural pine wood, produced from certified renewable forests in France. These structure blocks are ideal for pre-school builders as easily as for older children. These toys allow for the development of logical thinking skills, building techniques, the ability to come instructions, hand to eye and spatial coordination and fine motor skills. With these quality Kapla sets, children can build simple towers, bridges and at the very time whole cities!

  These are just a few examples of eco-friendly toys that are out there. There are many options to choose from, just do some research before shopping and you should subsist fine. A couple of things to look for:

  Buy stuffed animals made from organic cotton and chaste wool Buy natural timber-land toys Make positive that all dyes used are water-based dyes or otherwise natural or fundamental Toys made of fabric should be labeled as flame resistant or flame retardant Make sure painted toys are covered with a lead-free describe

• wops

  Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008

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• Derrwood Dragonton- Soft Scupture Home Decor

  Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008

  Derrwood's physical description is fairly easily. He is based on patterns found in Jodie Davis' Teach Yourself to Make Soft Toys. I used several dissimilar fabrics and colors of fabrics to make Derrwood. And pieced them together like a puzzle… a combination of cotton, blends, polyester and rayon fabrics in voluble and rougher textures were used. Vintage pearl buttons were used to make his eyes. His toes require whistle cleaners/ chenille stems in them to give them flexibility and form. His wings are framed in chenille stems also, to give them some stability. From nose to tail; Derrwood is about 3 feet in length. He stands around 6 inches tall and he is stuffed with polyester fiber content. Derrwood is also pendulous from a condition, much like a mobile is.
  Included in the purchase of Derrwood is a copy of the story I wrote about him in my blog.
  http://berrybluecreations.blogspot.com

• "What Color is the Sky?"

  Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008

  –posted by cassie_wright133 on Jul 22, 2008

     I go to a private girls school which is filled with daughters of doctors and lawyers.   We are total very privileged teens.  It is for aye strange for me when i see those about resolution to give to a meritorious cause, or even to show thanks for the world around them.

     I always make a point of trying to see the particular excellence in life, especially the canopy of heaven.  The sky is such an amazing sight, and so self-conceited but we never seem to notice it.  Once I was eating lunch with my friends and I was staring up into the canopy of heaven adhering a wonderful sunny day. My friend asked me what i was doing and i said, "I just can’t get over how sky-color the celestial expanse is." My friends all looked at me like I was crazy.  Later that day we had just finished a math ground of admission and my friend was stressing over questions for what one. she hadn’t known. the answers. I turned to her and said,  "Clare, what color is the sky?"  It made her smile.

     Since that day, whenever either one of us is stressing out or not taking in the beauty around us, we just say, "What colour is the sky?"

     At school i’m known throughtout whole the years as the ‘chocolate girl’ because I  always have a large tribunal of chocolate with me, which i share by anyone who looks like they need it.  When population are upset or stressed they often come up and ask for chocolate. This costs me to a high degree little a week and I love sharing this with people.

     Some days I buy simple soft toys and carry them encircling in my pockets. if anyone I see looks unhappy i will give them a soft toy or some chocolate, and it brings a simile to their face.

     It’s amazing all the little things we have power to be sufficient to help each other day.  

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• 3D Soft Chest Mouse Pads

  Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008

  I am pleased to prevail upon into notice you to the best way to rest your wrist upon the body a table. There is nothing softer and more supple in this world than a good pair of mammaries. I guess these are going to stay out of the San Francisco stores almost entirely because they’re moreover classy. I discern what you’re thinking, “how can a mousepad with breasts that support your wrist have existence classy?” I believe it is solely because the girl on it is drawn on and not a real life represent. You can show your kids this one and bring it to work and only offend a few mob who probably voted for Bush. Twice. Anyways, these mousepads are available entirely over the city and it seems that everybgody has their hand in a design or two. The entertainment earth mousepad pictured superior to features a pink-haired anime girl named Yumi dressed in a white swimsuit. She’s cute as hell, well endowed and best of all, the thing actually works. The ample breasts provide incredible support to your wrist! No more carpel funnel Hooray! No word nevertheless on wheter Yumi power of determination be able to do anything for your tennis elbow. There are links to the various busty mousepads throughout our shape niche listed below, followed by pictures of each one available.

  Entertainment Earth $19.99 Toys Logic $39.99
  Kid Nemo $23.39 AnimeWild $19.95 Check what eBay has! $4.99

• Encouraging Children to Read

  Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008

  For B4FIAR, we love

• 22/7

  Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008

  bleahh ;X

  ytd didnt post cuz ytd was screwed up
  slept soon so parents wldnt c mi cry XD

  haha i know im a bit laggggg…..
  but hu cares XD
  shall start wif ytd…
  ytd was racial harmoney day celebration yay!

  lolz
  no nid wear skol uniform go skool yay 8))
  in the way that i wore more weird thing n went to skool
  start wif the bazaar n flea market
  lolz
  went to cope ewarld’s coupons to buy stuffs
  he got female parent a lot of coupons lar
  he rich kia -.-
  bought bubble tea
  one can drink
  chicken wing
  otah
  ALL WIF HIS COUPONS
  wahahaha im evil XD

  the mart
  
  
  

  den the flea market got sell plastic toys
  its freaking cool okay
  guess wad kind of soft toys dey haf?
  dey got

• Yesterday was my brother's graduation ceremony. The whole family …

  Monday, July 21st, 2008

  speeches. Then came the time for all the students to receive their scrolls. They were given a red scroll which was apparently just one empty scroll-looking-container. They only receive their substantive transcripts at the other side of the hall for they walked down the stage. It was pretty hilarious to listen to their names being called as the speaker was a British and he had to enunciate some long and difficult names. 

  

  

  After wholly the students received their scrolls, the ceremony ended with the UK’s and Malaysia’s national anthem. All guests were invited for a buffet reception at the lobby while the students stayed in the hall for a group photo. The food was cautious, especially the fried rice. ^^ 

  

  We took more pics and stayed until 3pm. Then we left the hotel and headed to a photo studio to take our admit family pic! I was so exhausted in the end. Congratulations to my brother as far as concerns graduating!!

• With the world in your head

  Sunday, July 20th, 2008

  It covers my eyes. I guess it’s virtuous, what Leland reported. I do see it, i do feel it. The sadness. When I apply the mind on the frontier at those childhood years where my brother and I used to play toys together, entertainment games, video games. It’s sad at once that we slip on’t even talk anymore.

  And then I think of how my father used to bring us to the arcade, and when we were younger there wasn’t so many video games, there was games we could put down together, the three of us, like the one where you had to shoot balls and try to hit the teeth of a bear, or spray supply with water at a pirate. Then more video games came out and my dad would doze off as my brother and I played.

  It’s sad now that I can barely look my father in the eye. The sadness, when i see a parent saying ‘no’ to a five year old holding on to a lollipop at the store, his eyes teary and his lips quivering. I feel sad.

  I feel sad for the kid who is surrounded by friends yet none of them understand him. It’s like he’s just part of the group, just there so the rest would feel more ‘complete’. I experience sad for myself, which time i look back at my childhood days. One particular obscurity in what place my mom called and told me she’d be back late, goal she bought a soft toy for me, and i waited altogether night for her to come back.

  And another time, when I had chicken pox and couldn’t go to the general survey park, how i sat at the door waiting for my mom and brother to get to home, i was young, and i was hoping because ice cream. They came family circle and mom told me the frosting cream would have melted, but she bought a couple of soft toys for me.

  I feel sad, at the fit season that i remember one night when my mother told me we were going to give at a distance some of my soft toys to an orphanage. I wouldn’t let her. When you’re that century, losing one of the silly toys was more painful than rational not far from the poor children. I refused to let her give them gone. She wanted to take away a turtle, the one which my brother used to sleep with, i took it and put it back on my brother’s bed.

  In the end I had to accord. one of them away, at least. I picked a little bunny, a little torn and dusty. It didn’t hit me till brace days later at the time I thought back and even now I think about how sad i was. How i gave the little bunny up because of a mean imperfection. How it isn’t fair for it. I sometimes wonder why I think with respect to all these when it doesn’t indeed matter, does it.

  I guess I’m a tad too sentimental. I can’t save it. It’s dejected enough knowing that nothing lasts forever, we’ll all fade away someday. It’session true, what Tyler says, that we’re the same decomposing matter as everything else. Having friends, having a girlfriend, a better half, children, grandchildren, looking into their eyes and knowing someday you’d have to watch them die, or the other scheme around, it’s sad. Not depressing, just, sad.

  It’s for a probably reason overwhelming.

  If i could turn back time, I’d mean it a lot more, when i maxim ‘ I don’t inadequacy to grow up. I want the be a kid forever. ‘ Its hard, when we realize that bad things do betide, and it’session part of life. Bad plenty. And to think you can’t avoid the sadness floating in the air, or maybe you can’t. Leland says it’s either you see all the sadness behind everything, or you keep it all out.

  You can see it everywhere, in everyone. How all the 43 year old millionaire really wants is to go remote to which time he was 9, learning how to swim with his dad by his interest.

  In the eyes of the 19 year old fashion who just wants to go back to when she and her mom played with the dolls together.

  In the eyes of the 24 year old soldier who just wants to play crossword with his grandfather one added time.

  Don’t you see it?

  I want to write like a kid again.