Love you Forever

Love You Forever by Robert Munsch A mother held her new baby and very slowly rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she held him, she sang: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. The baby grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was two years old, and he ran all around the house. He pulled all the books off the shelves. He pulled all the food out of the refrigerator and he took his mother's watch and flushed it down the toilet. Sometimes his mother would say, "this kid is driving me CRAZY!" But at night time, when that two-year-old was quiet, she opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of his bed; and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. The little boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was nine years old. And he never wanted to come in for dinner, he never wanted to take a bath, and when grandma visited he always said bad words. Sometimes his mother wanted to sell him to the zoo! But at night time, when he was asleep, the mother quietly opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep, she picked up that nine-year-old boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. The boy grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a teenager. He had strange friends and he wore strange clothes and he listened to strange music. Sometimes the mother felt like she was in a zoo! But at night time, when that teenager was asleep, the mother opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor and looked up over the side of the bed. If he was really asleep she picked up that great big boy and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. That teenager grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a grown-up man. He left home and got a house across town. But sometimes on dark nights the mother got into her car and drove across town. If all the lights in her son's house were out, she opened his bedroom window, crawled across the floor, and looked up over the side of his bed. If that great big man was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be. Well, that mother, she got older. She got older and older and older. One day she called up her son and said, "You'd better come see me because I'm very old and sick." So her son came to see her. When he came in the door she tried to sing the song. She sang: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always... But she couldn't finish because she was too old and sick. The son went to his mother. He picked her up and rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And he sang this song: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my Mommy you'll be. When the son came home that night, he stood for a long time at the top of the stairs. Then he went into the room where his very new baby daughter was sleeping. He picked her up in his arms and very slowly rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while he rocked her he sang: I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living my baby you'll be.

All of These Lines Across My Face

Reading is an act of resistance in a landscape of distraction…. It requires us to pace ourselves. It returns us to a reckoning with time. In the midst of a book, we have no choice but to be patient, to take each thing in its moment, to let the narrative prevail. We regain the world by withdrawing from it just a little, by stepping back from the noise.

We don’t need a list of rights and wrongs, tables of dos and don’ts: we need books, time, and silence. ‘Thou shalt not’ is soon forgotten, but ‘Once upon a time’ lasts forever.
Philip Pullman

BOOKS. The purpose of a book is to lose yourself. To immerse yourself in a new world, in another person’s adventures. You can experience places you could never go, take part in historical events taken place hundreds of years before your birth. You learn new ideas, insights, opinions and ways of looking upon the world. You feel inspired, you gain wisdom, you see the beauty the world holds underneath the ugly reality we have all become all too familiar with. And all it takes is turning the page.

You’re beautiful and sad,” I said finally, not looking at him when I did. “Just like your eyes. You’re like a song that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again.” For a long moment there was only the whirring sound of the tires on the road, and then Sam said softly, “Thank you.
Shiver by Maggie Stiefvator

POSSIBLE NAMES FOR CATS.

Mr. Darcy
Gandalf
Fitzgerald
Sherlock
Sir Lancelot
Mrs. Norris

Harry Potter

Dumbledoor

Hagrid

Hermione
Anne of Green Gables
Jane Eyre
Madame Bovary
Hamlet

He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named or The Dark Lord or You-Know-Who or You-No-Poo
Arturo
Alice
King Arther
Aslan
Bilbo Baggins
Frodo Baggins
James Bond
Blackbeard
Cinderella
Dracula
Atticus Finch
Huckleberry Finn
Frankenstein
Jay Gatsby
Dr. Jekyll / Mr. Hyde
Merlin
Rumplestilskin
Tom Sawyer
Ebenezer Scrooge
Oliver Twist
Uncle Tom
Zeus

Inspiring Links:

Where The Hell Is Matt?

This Is My Voice

Calm Dot Com

ohhh i feel like dancing rawr

oh yes, dirty words

don't stop, don't stop

MY GIFT IS MY SONG. AND THIS ONE'S FOR YOU. AND YOU CAN TELL EVERYBODY. THAT THIS IS YOUR SONG. IT MAY BE QUITE SIMPLE BUT, NOW THAT IT'S DONE. I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND. I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND THAT I PUT DOWN IN WORDS...

How wonderful life is, now you're in the world.

Crunchy leaves and sleeping trees

PITTSBURGH

I miss Pittsburgh! I don't know why, or what provoked my sudden nastalgia for the land of chlorinated swimming pools and grumpy steel workers, but MAN, when I got home from school and got on my computer, I could barely control my fingers as they speedily typed the fair old city into Google Images. I miss my suburban neighborhood and my pre-school and my friends and my house. (We had a yellow house, sort of like the one I live in now, but more victorian-y.) It's just so strange because people generally feel the same way about Pittsburgh as they do, say, Cleveland; a little boring, industrial, too cold in the winter and too humid in the summer. But whenever I think about Pittsburgh, I feel warm and comforted and at home...I think of sitting on the porch in the snow with Sam and a bottle of syrup and making our own delighful sugary snow cones. Or playing Beanie Babies in the living room with Sam and Aaron and Sarah and the Holmes'. (Our neighbors.) I remember our family being so perfect and so happy. When I look at old pictures of us when we lived there, we just look so much like a family...so together and cohesive. It's weird, I've honestly never realized how much I loved it there...I guess I did, but was never really aware of it. But even so, I think that if I went back today it wouldn't be the same as I remember it, just because everyone's so different now. I don't really know why I'm posting this, I guess I just feel like we're all having to grow up and we're not kids anymore and I'm realizing how much I miss being a little kid, when everyone was happy and I was always warm and safe.
Anyway. Not sure how to end this! ...I LOVE YOU GUYS A LOT. <3

This is a picture of picture of Pittsburgh, incase you were stumped...

Hey guys

Hey Guys!

Elaina's right. We don't do this often enough anymore. SO BEGIN.
School hasn't been so bad this year. I like most of my classes and I feel like this whole new schedule could work to my advantage eventually.
I'm in love with all of you -- and I think we need a Hodgepodge meeting PRONTO to debrief on things like Scotland and New York and stuff. Cause we need to get on the same page.
I'm out of cool things to say. Here's some pictures.

Sittin' in Seatac

THIS IS HAILEY FROM A WHILE AGO
hollaaa (that was for elaina)
Welll.... I had a four hour delay in the Seattle Airport this morning and after I ate some breakfast and bought a journal I discovered that I had only wasted a little more than an hour... so now I'm just doing random things on the computer, facebook and such... a little bit of my common app but yeah... I decided I should post something since I haven't in a long time.
Sophia- I am very sad I didn't get to see you before I left because now I won't be able to until school most likely or a little bit before. I miss seeing you.
Elaina- I don't know what we were thinking not hanging out all those days we were both here. We must be crazy. Anyway it was nice to see you and just chat.
Fiona- It was also very nice to see you with elaina. I can't believe you are becoming a famous model. I'll miss you while you're in New York... again.
When I get back on the 17th we have to have like a double sleep over or something- just hang out for awhile before fiona leaves again. I like hanging out with guys... wierd. Anyway this is just a quick hello. love you guys. I saw the most beautiful sunrise in my plane today.. it was incredible, breathtaking, fabulous, fantastic, gorgeous, spectacular, just overall amazing. I'll miss you guys while I'm gone and send some post cards maybe.
You're the best friends anyone could ever ask for and I am sooooooo sosososo lucky to have you. Thank you for being in mi vida.
Love you lots
Hailey

Pictures I like a lot