When I was smaller, Mommy sent me to church every Sunday morning. I like to go to church, but I was the only one in the family at that time who attended church, so the church sent a van to pick me up. The church van always came at 9:15, and Mommy was always rushing to get me ready on time.
One Sunday morning a man came to the door at 9:10. Mommy could not believe that the van was five minutes early. She always counted on those five minutes to get me ready. Usually, no one came to the door, so she figured that they must have been sitting there for a while. She started to hurry.
"Just a minute," she said, leaving the door open. She quickly grabbed my suit coat and put it on me.
"I just have to comb his hair; it will just be a second," she called to the man at the door as she darted into the bathroom after a comb. A few seconds later, I looked mighty spiffy.
"Almost ready," she called out again, as she rushed upstairs to get my Bible and offering.
Whew! She had never got me ready so fast.
"Here he is," she said, out of breath, as she pushed me out the door.
I looked up at a tall man in blue. I did not know him, so I just stood and looked at him, and he looked at Mommy.
"Ma'am," he said, now that he could get a word in edgewise. "All I require is a signature." He was an express mail postman with a package for Mommy.
A friend of Mommy says that every time she sees an express mail truck now she thinks that there goes Mommy's babysitter. She also said that Mommy was not going to get Mother of the Year Award that year.
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I thought it was about time for another of Doah's stories. This story is excerpted from a collection of vignettes that I helped Doah, my severely mentally challenged youngest son, to write and publish several years ago (copyright 2003). It was my attempt to help him understand literacy and the purpose of writing and reading.
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About Me
- Elizabeth Mahlou
- I am the mother of 4 birth children (plus 3 others who lived with us) and grandmother of 2, all of them exceptional children. Married for 42 years, I grew up in Maine, live in California, and work in many places in education, linguistics, and program management. In my spare time, I rescue and tame feral cats and have the scars to prove it. A long-time ignorantly blissful atheist converted by a theophanic experience to Catholicism, I am now a joyful catechist. Oh, I also authored a dozen books, two under my pen name of Mahlou (Blest Atheist and A Believer-in-Waiting's First Encounters with God).
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Because I am blog inept, I don't quite know how to get a reading list to stay at the end of the page and not disappear from sight. Therefore, I entered it as my first post. I suppose that is not all that bad because readers started commenting about the books, even suggesting additional readings. So, you can participate with others in my reading list by clicking here.I do post additional books as I read them and find them to be meaningful to me, and therefore, hopefully, meaningful to you. One advantage of all the plane traveling I do is that I acquire reading time that I might not otherwise take.
Elizabeth:
ReplyDeleteI think I would have fainted.
Great story - at least the Mom was dressed and presentable.
ReplyDeleteThat was funny! Great way to start my day...
ReplyDeleteSo funny. I guess there's not much dull moments in your house :)
ReplyDeleteNo, MaLou, I cannot seem to find much that is dull! :)
ReplyDeleteQuiet Spirit, Deborah Ann, and Bill -- thanks for your comments. Doah loves to know that people read (and often like) his stories.
I just read all five. They are delightful. Wish you had posted more. How old is Doah now? When he wrote the book?
ReplyDeleteDoah published the book in 2003, when he was 24 going on 7 (pretty literally; he is about the height of a 7-year-old and his thinking is similar). I will post more from time to time. You must have come here from my main blog, Blest Atheist, and through the Monday Morning Meditation link, which connected only to Doah's stories and none of the other ones here. Thanks for dropping in, and I promise to put up another Doah story tonight or tomorrow. Meanwhile, I have to get to work so that I can keep my real job!! :)
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