Comments on: What We Don’t Say

By: Erra

Erra — Tue, 10 Mar 2009 18:23:11 +0000

That’s sad. Kids learn rejection pretty quickly – I remember my mum went through post-natal depression after my little sister was born. I was about three or four, and I would go to hug her and get shrugged off. To this day, I’m unable to bring myself to hug or kiss anyone first – I can’t even touch someone’s arm, or take their hand unless it’s offered. I can hug someone back, but I can’t initiate physical contact, even with the people I’m closest to.

By: Niki

Niki — Thu, 05 Mar 2009 23:40:12 +0000

Oh, this gave me goosebumps, reminds me of those movies from teh 50’s when the father was so distant from the children and home. Sad, and that will no doubt have a large impact on the children.

By: Lon

Lon — Sat, 28 Feb 2009 14:13:19 +0000

A well written gentle reminder that should make everyone think. Thank you.

By: Marilyn

Marilyn — Sat, 28 Feb 2009 14:11:46 +0000

This reminds me a a similar story only about a dog. I remember watching a bouncy, happy excited dog waiting for the school bus to stop. A boy gets off the bus and the dog approaches with such excitement. The boy comepletly ignores the dog and walks in the house. I wanted to take the dog home with me. Hopefully the story about the kids was a one-time event and not the norm.

By: Mrs. Pauline K.

Mrs. Pauline K. — Sat, 28 Feb 2009 14:10:45 +0000

This is deep thinking. I’m not going to forget this story any time soon. Thank you for an awesome blog!!!!