Thursday, July 16, 2009
thorny
If an adult limits a child whether it be through silence or loudness or violence or being critical, then it is the adult who is hurting. This hurt and pain gets transferred onto and into the child, taking up valuable space inside where growth once took place only to be replaced with anger and frustration. These seeds grow into tall and lanky plants; short and stubby ones, that require far too much attention with hardly any water. This is where tha cacti grow thorny in the sand. LLc 98.2
uncool
There is a plausible explanation for anything if it is framed, packaged, and sold correctly. This is not difficult these days as we have become used to hearing even the most outlandish excuses for some of the most outlandish situations and activities of people. I beat my kid because it is how I was raised. I yell all day because my mother yelled all day and it's all I know. Well, in this example, obviously he or she knows differently and is unwilling to change because it is much easier to think with your head jammed up your ass and just put everything else on regurgitation-like autopilot. LLc 98.2
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