A Letter, a Scary Story, a Poem, and a Song

This has been a difficult Fall so far. I was out of town for the past 5 days due to Ryan’s 2.5 year old cousin, Bobby, (my nephew and Godson) being diagnosed with High Grade B Cell Stage 2 Lymphoma last week after a tumor the size of a racquetball was removed from his abdomen via emergency surgery the day before Thanksgiving.  He is on the road to recovery, but it has been a difficult and stressful time for all of our family.  It will continue to be very difficult for a few months but his prognosis is very good.

While I was away, Adriana had 2 sessions with Ryan.  In the first one, he wrote a letter to Bobby.  I did not want to post it on the blog because I thought that Ryan would like to keep it private, but he wanted it posted.  Here it is.

TO REALLY TERRIFIC, NICE, GREAT, GODLY COUSIN,

I’M THINKING OF YOU.  HOPE THAT YOU’RE HAVING FEELINGS OF GREAT STRENGTH.  MISS YOU.  HAVE MANY, MANY, PRAYERS.  HAVE MANY, MANY, HAPPY THOUGHTS.  I THINK THAT YOU ARE SO STRESSED, TRY TO THINK GOOD THOUGHTS.  I NEED TO HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO HUG YOU.  THE ONLY THING I CAN DO IS MAIL YOU THIS MESSAGE.

TONS OF LOVE,
RYAN

We used what we had before we got construction paper. Tissue Glasses.

Only stickers on one side of my face by Bobby.

You can follow Bobby’s journey on Facebook here.

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Ryan wanted to share with all of you a scary story that he wrote with Adriana recently.  He wrote this after a lesson about the Mayans.

THERE ONCE WAS A MEAN GOD WHO ALWAYS TRIED TO GET LITTLE KIDS IN TROUBLE.  THE MEAN GOD HAD TO TRICK THE HAPPY CHILDREN SO THEY THOUGHT THAT THE MAYAN PYRAMIDS BECAME A TYPE OF TOY TO PLAY IN.  THEY TRIED TO HAVE THE MAYAN PYRAMIDS TURN INTO A HAPPY CASTLE.  THEN THE CHILDREN MADE A GAME IN THE CASTLE.

THE HAPPY CHILDREN HAD TO MAKE SURE THAT THEY COULD ESCAPE THE CASTLE.  THE CHILDREN TRIED TO ESCAPE THE CASTLE.  THE CHILDREN TRIED TO ESCAPE BUT THEY COULD NOT OPEN THE DOOR.  THE CHILDREN COULD NOT ESCAPE.  THE MAYAN GOD TRAPPED THEM INSIDE THE GODS’ PYRAMID.

THE CHILDREN CAN BE HEARD TRYING TO SCREAM TO CAUSE THE DOOR TO OPEN.
THE END.

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In another recent session, Ryan told Adriana, I HAVE A GOOD POEM.  She asked what it was about.  He spelled:  TREATING MANY RESPECTFULLY.

TREAT KIDS WITH RESPECT
TREAT MANY NICELY
TREAT NO ONE TERRIBLY
NO ONE SHOULD HAVE DISRESPECT
HAVE HAPPINESS
HAVE LOVE
HAVE RESPECT
HAVE HAPPINESS.

Adriana then asked him what he was inspired by.  HAVING RESPECT IS IMPORTANT.  HAPPY TO HAVE RESPECT.

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As most of you know, we have been doing Music Tuesdays around here for over a year now. Ryan’s latest assignment from his music teacher, Ben, was to write lyrics for a Blues Song. We learned a little about Blues music and Ryan wrote some lyrics.  The lyrics follow below and we had a special guest star singer for Ryan’s lesson.  His sister Grace sang the song while Ben played on guitar.  Here is their one and only run through of the song, CURIOUS COLD.

I HATE THE CURIOUS COLD
I HATE THE CURIOUS COLD
TOO MANY PEOPLE LIKE IT I’M TOLD

IT MAKES ME FEEL SO OLD
THE WIND IS SO BOLD
THE WIND IS SO BOLD
THE TIME HAS TAKEN HOLD

MY LIFE IS ON HOLD
I HATE THE CURIOUS COLD
I HATE THE CURIOUS COLD.