I'm Yours (Ukulele) Too cute Not to post..

I've watched this video so many times and STILL can't get enough. He is just the cutest lil shnook face doing this song! Jason Mraz would be proud... :)



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Musical Shnookies

1 down 2 ta go... :)

So two days ago I finished my last assignment for the year! SUCH a good feeling! The minute I clicked 'Submit Application' online, I clicked on my Itunes, clicked on 'Shimmy' playlist and was convieniently (NEVER can spell that word) home alone so was free to shimmy all I wanted all round my house! SUCH a good feeling! All that hard work, hours upon hours on the laptop and flicking through books, remembering/learning how to (freeken) reference, searching readings and highlighting all those main points, paraphrasing, getting in the heads of theorists, sacrificing going to social events because an assignment is due (that REALLY rips my nightie), crying because the printer doesn't (freeken) work just as you're leaving for uni and it's due in less than a hour - followed by the ink running out... (oh ma giddy aunt)...but I have DONE it. Har lay lu YAHHHH!

Year 1 of my degree OVER, 2 more to go. These shnooks are what keep me going....

I'm excited for where this degree takes me....for years my huge passion is to get on board Mercy Ships, (the worlds largest free hospital ship) that tours Africa. I was meant to be going for 2months next year in 2010 and from that trip hope to learn whether I'm a longterm server, or if short term is all it will be for me in which case I would apply to be based working with children in hospital. Things have changed, new exciting things have come up..... so that lil plan is being postponed for abit! As much as that bums me out that I wont get to see the beautiful African babies next year and have my heart break/ache for them but also experience mufussa sized happiness from being surrounded by those lil shnookies next year, I know it will happen - just not yet.

What those exciting changes are is a whole nother post....Will get onto that soon. :) Arn't all these bubbaz just so beautiful - heck they bring me SUCH joy!

Aisling Symes 1 - Samoa 119

Today, an horrific day, where just under two hours ago, lil 2year old girl Aisling Symes was found in a Septic Tank 200m where she went missing one week ago, dead, unsure of how long she was in there, or how she got there. The area is now cornered off as a crime scene while investigations are carried out. I cannot even BEGIN to imagine the gut-wrenching agony and pain the parents are going through - the guilt of the mother from turning her back for a matter of seconds when Aisling walked away from their property in Henderson. A strong christian couple that attend a local Baptist church in Henderson.....least baby Aisling is with her Jesus in heaven now. Prayers go out to the mum and dad.....again, cannot even comprehend the pain they will be experiencing. Ohh...I just ....I just actually cant imagine it....

That is one life lost.....



I was reminded by someone though....shortly after the news came out about Aisling...that this is 'just' one life. And yet this stirred up a wholeeeeeeeee lot more media and attention and compassion from people, than the 119 - sorry incase you missed that ONE HUNDRED AND NINETEEN lives that were lost about a fortnight ago in Samoa from the Tsunami....pictured above is the burial of 7 family members. Several people burying SEVEN of their family members....thats 7 Aislings....A mum, 2 sisters, a brother, grandad, aunty and cousin! Can you IMAGINE!!!!! The man I heard on the radio...ELEVEN family members....he has NO-ONE left....ALL ELEVEN of his family members, WIPED out...


So many kiwis directly connected to Samoa with their families there, so many lives the past fortnight affected from family members over in Samoa either dead, missing, seriously injured, homeless.....


Sure we are sending lots of aid....sheets, blankets, food, money. Real awesome stuff and support we are doing.... but....



I dunno...just processing my own thoughts here.....I'm actually gut-wrenched about lil bubba Aisling...I work with children her age every day and love every one of them soo sooo soo much, would do anything for them and if anything DID happen to them, I would be a write off, buckling at the knees with overwhelmed emotion...seriously. They all mean the world to me...... so the fact they found a lil shnook their age in a septic tank....guts me to the core...oh....completely.... :'(



It just guts me 'abit' to see the hardcore-ness (I'm allowed that as a word) that this one life gets (and totally worthy of it, not underestimating it at all) but 118 MORE lives were lost, including a WHOLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE heap of lil ones her age less than two weeks ago, and that just didnt get the same response/attention/compassion/sympathy...... just hacks me a lil....suprises...not sure what....



Still processing....





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The processing of thoughts...

Childhood Goodness

Coming up to my 24th birthday, I'm thinking back to the good ol' days where you used to get up at 6am to watch Tv programmes as cool as Denver the Last Dinosaur and Captain Planet and TMNT before school....only to get interrupted by your mum or dad making your breakfast for you, packing your lunch, where you had your lunchbox you'd picked out from Kmart earlier in the year - inside the lunchbox would be an awesome homemade sandwich (unless it was tuckshop day each Friday, yus) cut up in triangles (if you had been a good girl) with cut up peices of fruit, then a snack or two, which could be tiny teddies...popcorn bar...mini pack of chippees, or 80c for a frozen juicy (heck I dug those frozen juicies)........get dropped to school, meet up with friends, and play on the monkey bars, play tiggy (or kiss'n catch - cept I was 5, trying to catch the oldest boys of the school....ha) or I would try and do handstands, but I always failed miserably. Colour in, in class, do crazy fun games to try learn your timestables, do awesome fun assignments about your favourite singer or sportsman, then make a big colourful chart about it, and present it to your class....

Then more play time with friends..... get picked up from school, watch abit of awesome innocent kids tv, like What Now, Carebears, The Cosby Show and Full House,or maybe do some jigsaw puzzles, or colour in, or ride your tricycle on the path in the backyard, muck around with your pets, or help mum make cookies....then mum and dad made you dinner, (where I quite frequently would sit at the table for hours upon hours until I ate my veges (brussel sprouts should be extinct) or rancid meat I never liked...only to never eat it, then get sent to my room with no pudding, a smack, and no light on, cos I was scared of the dark...) do your spelling homework, then go to bed after reading Uncle Arthurs Bedtime Stories AND maybe even scored a bubble bath, then mum or dad to pat your forehead until you fell asleep - my fave.

HECK they were the good ol' days! No cares in the world, innocent to everything, oblivious to all worries and stresses, you dont even know the meaning of the words. Your just living one day at a time, not even THINKING about the next day unless of course its your birthday, in which case you had a countdown chart months beforehand. One of the only cares you had was that your colouring pencils were sharpened, and that you hid the brush so mum wouldn't be able to brush your hair. (those knots were ruthless)

But those were cool days right.....where all the siblings and parents would be home at the end of the day, to sit round the table together for dinner, play games afterwards. No-one was 'too busy' or past the age of wanting to do that anymore, there were massive get togethers for the family for birthdays and christmas and guy fawkes - but now cousins are older, have kids of their own, family is too big to get together in one area, so it just doesn't happen anymore. Responsibilites keep growing, pressures and expectations increase and eventually it will be my turn for when I have kids of my own, if it's in Gods plan for me to have a family of my own.

Childlike faith - need to remember what thats like aye. NOTHING is too big or an impossibility when your lil. Anything can happen or come true. Need to not let negative opinions or 'routined traditions' of the world effect a childlike faith.

Childhood is soooo awesome! I am lucky enough to be able to say that - cuts me to the core aye, when you know there are thousands upon millions who have lived half their adult lives by the time they are even in double digits - with what they're eyes have seen, ears have heard, bodies have endured.

Cant wait to play games with those lil ones in heaven one day soon, where they can learn what love really feels like :) Lil kids rock my world - actually!... esp brown babies - if you couldn't already tell by the pics. :) (But sshh) :)

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Childhood memories (and (brown) babies)