Monday, September 12, 2016

An Ordinary Moment

An Ordinary Moment

The boys sit in the darkness of the living room. Bright flashes can be seen down the hallway. The TV takes over here as it does in the bedroom. They sit quiet and still fixated on the images on the screen. An occasional laugh or giggle is heard but silence takes over. This distraction is needed. It occupies the small children while their mother works.
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The corner of the room glows as all the television episodes play one after the other after the other. The curtains block any light from the outside. Work has paused. The table has 2 or 3 empty soda cans next to crumpled tissues. Cookie crumbs are spilled onto the papers and the books. The pen rolls off the bed. The papers are pushed aside. Distraction and procrastination have taken over her focus.
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The boys appreciate their TV time because they know it gives their mother time to work on her studies. They are bright, smart, and perceptive. They know the importance of this needed quiet time. They understand and respect their mother’s boundaries. All three of the people in this home realize the importance of education.

Before these boys could form words, their mother taught them how to communicate with their hands. She constantly narrated their life so they could learn at every moment. She sang the ABCs to them so they could learn their alphabet. She counted everyday objects to teach them their 123s. This teaching has led the boys to love school. They are at the top of their class and go to school happily.

Now it is their mother’s turn to go back to school. She works hard to expand her knowledge and skills. She wants to provide for her boys in the best way possible. She will continue to take classes and learn as long as is possible. Knowledge from books and from her life has gotten her to a point of happiness and joy. She is confident in her future.
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The distractions are paused and put aside. The glow has darkened. The boys are put to bed. A new can of soda is opened. The crumbs are brushed away and the pen is picked up. The words write themselves. The mother types out her story as the children fall asleep. She will work up to her deadline because the procrastination fuels her energy.
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This is an ordinary moment for this mother and her sons. An ordinary moment that will lead to extraordinary outcomes.