Monday, June 24, 2013
Seniors on the Go: Seniors on the Go: Seniors on the Go: Matilda to t...
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Seniors on the Go: Seniors on the Go: Matilda to the Rescue
Seniors on the Go: Seniors on the Go: Matilda to the Rescue: Seniors on the Go: Matilda to the Rescue : Matilda to the Rescue A gentle rain fell, touching Matilda's face, " I didn't pl...
Seniors on the Go: Matilda to the Rescue
Seniors on the Go: Matilda to the Rescue: Matilda to the Rescue A gentle rain fell, touching Matilda's face, " I didn't plan for this weather Doris. Keep your feet u...
Matilda to the Rescue
Matilda to the Rescue: Matilda to the Rescue A gentle rain fell, touching Matilda's face, " I didn't plan for this weather Doris. Keep your feet u...
Matilda to the Rescue
Matilda to the Rescue
A gentle rain fell, touching Matilda's face, " I didn't plan for this weather Doris. Keep your feet up, I
don't want to lose you," said Matilda as she pushed the wheelchair frantically for fear she wouldn't
make it in time.
"I'm trying Matilda, I really am so delighted you're taking me away."
"Oh Doris, I couldn't let you live in that dreadful place one more day, so alone and bored with nothing to do all the day long, I'm sure there has to be more to living than Bingo and music on the piano."
Just then out of nowhere a light flashed like the colors of a rainbow.
"What is happening," cried Doris.
Matilda, stunned too by the flashing lights suddenly felt as if her feet were dangling in mid air. She
couldn't feel the ground beneath her.
"Oh sweet bananas, she said trying to slow down. Doris, we're floating."
"Floating, you say. How can that be," Doris moaned as she looked over the side of the fast moving,
rickety wheelchair.
"Yes, Doris, floating," said Matilda as the train came into view. Its bright blue and white stripes shiny
from the rain.
"Thank you Matilda."
"No, Thank you and good luck on your new journey." The young fair haired blonde conductor
helped Doris board the train, leaving the wheelchair behind. Matilda wiped away a happy tear as the
train pulled out of the station.
"Go now and join Granny, my job is done for the day," said Matilda to no one in particular. She placed her glistening purple gloved hand across her chest, her heart all a flutter. The flashing lights
appeared again.
"Sweet bananas, she cried. That light, it's me."
"Well, it took long enough my dear girl. I must say your red hair is striking with your pink dress,
those green tights look swell and your white shoes, simply amazing."
"Yes, yes I know. Where are you, who are you."
"All in good time, no hurry," said the voice.
"These lights, this costume, what am I to do." But there was no answer.
Once again, Matilda touched the sparkly M on her chest smiling at her newfound knowledge. She went in search of anyone else who needed her help.
A gentle rain fell, touching Matilda's face, " I didn't plan for this weather Doris. Keep your feet up, I
don't want to lose you," said Matilda as she pushed the wheelchair frantically for fear she wouldn't
make it in time.
"I'm trying Matilda, I really am so delighted you're taking me away."
"Oh Doris, I couldn't let you live in that dreadful place one more day, so alone and bored with nothing to do all the day long, I'm sure there has to be more to living than Bingo and music on the piano."
Just then out of nowhere a light flashed like the colors of a rainbow.
"What is happening," cried Doris.
Matilda, stunned too by the flashing lights suddenly felt as if her feet were dangling in mid air. She
couldn't feel the ground beneath her.
"Oh sweet bananas, she said trying to slow down. Doris, we're floating."
"Floating, you say. How can that be," Doris moaned as she looked over the side of the fast moving,
rickety wheelchair.
"Yes, Doris, floating," said Matilda as the train came into view. Its bright blue and white stripes shiny
from the rain.
"Thank you Matilda."
"No, Thank you and good luck on your new journey." The young fair haired blonde conductor
helped Doris board the train, leaving the wheelchair behind. Matilda wiped away a happy tear as the
train pulled out of the station.
"Go now and join Granny, my job is done for the day," said Matilda to no one in particular. She placed her glistening purple gloved hand across her chest, her heart all a flutter. The flashing lights
appeared again.
"Sweet bananas, she cried. That light, it's me."
"Well, it took long enough my dear girl. I must say your red hair is striking with your pink dress,
those green tights look swell and your white shoes, simply amazing."
"Yes, yes I know. Where are you, who are you."
"All in good time, no hurry," said the voice.
"These lights, this costume, what am I to do." But there was no answer.
Once again, Matilda touched the sparkly M on her chest smiling at her newfound knowledge. She went in search of anyone else who needed her help.
Monday, March 4, 2013
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Seniors and the stories they share
After working with seniors for many years in long term care, I still enjoy sharing conversations with the seniors in my life. They have so many stories to tell about life, mainly their life and the way it was when they were young. They didn't have cell phones or Ipod's, they didn't have shoes with reflectors and labels, no push up bras or tattoos. Nor did they have rings in their noses, the men did not have ponytails.
They lived a much simpler life and were happy. Some of them had part time jobs in the family grocery store, others were putting themselves through school and paying their own way.
I can strike up a conversation with seniors just about anywhere I go, the market or the fabric store or just out for a walk. I've always said there is so much to be learned by sitting and visiting with a senior, I've certainly benefitted myself and they love you for it too. Take the time, next time and visit with a senior near you. You will be glad you did.
They lived a much simpler life and were happy. Some of them had part time jobs in the family grocery store, others were putting themselves through school and paying their own way.
I can strike up a conversation with seniors just about anywhere I go, the market or the fabric store or just out for a walk. I've always said there is so much to be learned by sitting and visiting with a senior, I've certainly benefitted myself and they love you for it too. Take the time, next time and visit with a senior near you. You will be glad you did.
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