しーまブログ 2011年05月19日
just tiny things
make your heart warm....
This morning, I took kids to nursery school. It was windy and rainy.
In my right arm, Mo holding, In my left arm her basket hanging, and holding onto an umbrella....
I might have looked terrible! Almost dropping Mo on the ground. She was slowly slipping down....
A mom rushed to me and helped me with the basket even she was in a hurry to go to work.
A mom smiled at me and gave me some cheering.
I am small. about 5 feet. My arms are very short.
When I was taken my measurment for junior high uniform long, long time ago (gosh! how many years ago????? don't even ask!), the uniform maker measured my arms over and over to make sure the length coz they were so short!!!!
My fingers are short as well. Hard to reach C to C keys on the piano by one hand....
Sooooo, Mo is ALWAYS slipping out and down from my arm.....
And, there is ALWAYS somebody to help us out. Bless them, indeed
I surely thank my uniqueness! Thanks for my short arms
This morning, I took kids to nursery school. It was windy and rainy.
In my right arm, Mo holding, In my left arm her basket hanging, and holding onto an umbrella....
I might have looked terrible! Almost dropping Mo on the ground. She was slowly slipping down....
A mom rushed to me and helped me with the basket even she was in a hurry to go to work.
A mom smiled at me and gave me some cheering.
I am small. about 5 feet. My arms are very short.
When I was taken my measurment for junior high uniform long, long time ago (gosh! how many years ago????? don't even ask!), the uniform maker measured my arms over and over to make sure the length coz they were so short!!!!
My fingers are short as well. Hard to reach C to C keys on the piano by one hand....
Sooooo, Mo is ALWAYS slipping out and down from my arm.....
And, there is ALWAYS somebody to help us out. Bless them, indeed
I surely thank my uniqueness! Thanks for my short arms
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