I really liked your piece, Andrei, because it’s a fine example of how impressions from childhood can stay with us and how some things seem a necessary rite of passage. Having fallen off my bike multiple times in childhood, with one head injury and one broken elbow, I can assure you that you have missed nothing ! But is that just from my perspective ? Whilst I was embarrassed to have an arm in plaster, a male classmate was proud of his and wore it as if a ‘badge of honour’. Maybe we just looked at things differently and it wouldn’t have taken a broken bone to show it. I think for me it reminded me of making an error , whereas he saw it as a learning curve. Much food for thought from your post.
I don’t know you, although I learn more each post of yours I read (which are ever so good)
Yet I love you this moment because of your linking ShareTheMeal. That speaks volumes of a large soul. you obviously possess.
I get by on a very limited budget, hence unable to subscribe to my favorites here, such as yours, yet because of limited resources I will donate, joyfully share what I have. We are here to help each other along this life. Thank you for your help. I bow in gratitude and respect to you. And i always look forward to your words. Alix~
Thank you so much for posting the Van Gogh Skeleton. It’s such a powerful painting that I have never seen before. Although the cigarette was a joke, of course it is very symbolic.
I have never broken a bone. I wanted to as a child, so that people could draw on my plaster.
The ShareTheMeal link is very thoughtful. Thank you.
That is an interesting, unusual perspective, Andrei! But, trust me, the fact that you're not physically broken is a good thing, knock on wood. And what a mighty fine idea with ShareTheMeal! I shall look into it...
I've only broken a bone once, and it was kind of lame: I cracked my fingers because they bent back too far when I tried to break (ha) a fall. And at first one believed me that they were broken! (I was a very dramatic child, so I kind of get it, but also adults should listen to kids more.)
But anyway, I really enjoyed this. It isn't overcoming physical pain that makes us stronger, better people--it's self-reflection and working through emotional difficulty that help us grow. Well done! And absolutely love your idea of encouraging donations rather than paid subscriptions. Just lovely.
I've never broken or sprained any thing, *knocks on wood* but I've also never had a feeling like I was missing out as a result. I'm a bit fascinated by your mind fixating on that.
I have to say, that I donate to one dogs' shelter. I know is not the same, but is another way to protect vulnerable beings.
In the other hand, when I was a child, I was a very naughty girl 😅
I had some injuries, like sprains in my right wrist or my ankle. I have also some scars, I had some stitchs done in my knees... But as you, I've never had a broken bone. 😉
I've got to say, that it seemed amazing to see the others' injuries, but thinking about the unconfortable that wearing those plasters was, mostly in summer... Uf, it wasn't worth it 😅
Nowadays I have had done two infiltrations in one of my fingers... I can still talk about it at work and have my moment of glory but... I think is better to be healthy and talk about the holidays instead of the injuries. 😉
A great post ... love the 'feed hungry kids' appeal - such important work and a great reminder that even if we're only able to make a small contribution it can make a BIG difference.
Ah, the tales we tell ourselves as we grow up, eh.
I used to be just like you Andrei. I use to fall down a lot — I'm almost positive "clumsy" is included in my genetics — and I bruised myself all the time. But I've never twisted, sprained or broken a thing, which, according to my parents, is a miracle. Breaking your arm or your wrist is practically intertwined with being a kid, they are synonymous with each other (if that makes sense?). Now, as I'm older (at my ripe age of 26 lol), I realise that I'm lucky that my bones have remained in tact considering all my falls, that I wasn't the kid with sprained this and broken that because those injuries can manifest into bigger and worse things when you're older. My dad has had rugby injuries for years that now are developing into aching ankles and bad knees (not something you want to have when you get older). I've now switched mindsets and almost wear it as a badge of honour to have always remained in one piece and I certainly don't intend on breaking anything anytime soon.
I have yet to break any bones, but I have stressed my left wrist playing tennis (which happens to be attached to my writing hand), and I injured my left leg playing soccer a few times when I was younger. The results being I have to occassionally wear a wrist brace, and I haven’t played soccer (not even for fun) since high school because my ankle will go out and have me on the ground for a bit from the pressure that involves running and kicking the ball🫠
No. 20 - Bones
ShareTheMeal is a fantastic idea! Love that generosity, Andrei.
I’ve never broken a bone either, though for a period of my childhood I told people I told people I’d broken my nose once, just to be cool
I really liked your piece, Andrei, because it’s a fine example of how impressions from childhood can stay with us and how some things seem a necessary rite of passage. Having fallen off my bike multiple times in childhood, with one head injury and one broken elbow, I can assure you that you have missed nothing ! But is that just from my perspective ? Whilst I was embarrassed to have an arm in plaster, a male classmate was proud of his and wore it as if a ‘badge of honour’. Maybe we just looked at things differently and it wouldn’t have taken a broken bone to show it. I think for me it reminded me of making an error , whereas he saw it as a learning curve. Much food for thought from your post.
I don’t know you, although I learn more each post of yours I read (which are ever so good)
Yet I love you this moment because of your linking ShareTheMeal. That speaks volumes of a large soul. you obviously possess.
I get by on a very limited budget, hence unable to subscribe to my favorites here, such as yours, yet because of limited resources I will donate, joyfully share what I have. We are here to help each other along this life. Thank you for your help. I bow in gratitude and respect to you. And i always look forward to your words. Alix~
I've never had a broken bone, either. And sure hope to never change that.
Thank you so much for posting the Van Gogh Skeleton. It’s such a powerful painting that I have never seen before. Although the cigarette was a joke, of course it is very symbolic.
I have never broken a bone. I wanted to as a child, so that people could draw on my plaster.
The ShareTheMeal link is very thoughtful. Thank you.
That is an interesting, unusual perspective, Andrei! But, trust me, the fact that you're not physically broken is a good thing, knock on wood. And what a mighty fine idea with ShareTheMeal! I shall look into it...
I've only broken a bone once, and it was kind of lame: I cracked my fingers because they bent back too far when I tried to break (ha) a fall. And at first one believed me that they were broken! (I was a very dramatic child, so I kind of get it, but also adults should listen to kids more.)
But anyway, I really enjoyed this. It isn't overcoming physical pain that makes us stronger, better people--it's self-reflection and working through emotional difficulty that help us grow. Well done! And absolutely love your idea of encouraging donations rather than paid subscriptions. Just lovely.
I've never broken or sprained any thing, *knocks on wood* but I've also never had a feeling like I was missing out as a result. I'm a bit fascinated by your mind fixating on that.
Hi! What a sweetie story! 😊
I have to say, that I donate to one dogs' shelter. I know is not the same, but is another way to protect vulnerable beings.
In the other hand, when I was a child, I was a very naughty girl 😅
I had some injuries, like sprains in my right wrist or my ankle. I have also some scars, I had some stitchs done in my knees... But as you, I've never had a broken bone. 😉
I've got to say, that it seemed amazing to see the others' injuries, but thinking about the unconfortable that wearing those plasters was, mostly in summer... Uf, it wasn't worth it 😅
Nowadays I have had done two infiltrations in one of my fingers... I can still talk about it at work and have my moment of glory but... I think is better to be healthy and talk about the holidays instead of the injuries. 😉
Thank you very much as always! 😀
A great post ... love the 'feed hungry kids' appeal - such important work and a great reminder that even if we're only able to make a small contribution it can make a BIG difference.
Ah, the tales we tell ourselves as we grow up, eh.
I felt this in my bones, in both your story and meal-sharing suggestion. 💜
I used to be just like you Andrei. I use to fall down a lot — I'm almost positive "clumsy" is included in my genetics — and I bruised myself all the time. But I've never twisted, sprained or broken a thing, which, according to my parents, is a miracle. Breaking your arm or your wrist is practically intertwined with being a kid, they are synonymous with each other (if that makes sense?). Now, as I'm older (at my ripe age of 26 lol), I realise that I'm lucky that my bones have remained in tact considering all my falls, that I wasn't the kid with sprained this and broken that because those injuries can manifest into bigger and worse things when you're older. My dad has had rugby injuries for years that now are developing into aching ankles and bad knees (not something you want to have when you get older). I've now switched mindsets and almost wear it as a badge of honour to have always remained in one piece and I certainly don't intend on breaking anything anytime soon.
This was great, Andrei.
I've also never broken a bone. Come close a few times, but nope. I think I'm happy to leave it that way now I'm 40 :)
I have yet to break any bones, but I have stressed my left wrist playing tennis (which happens to be attached to my writing hand), and I injured my left leg playing soccer a few times when I was younger. The results being I have to occassionally wear a wrist brace, and I haven’t played soccer (not even for fun) since high school because my ankle will go out and have me on the ground for a bit from the pressure that involves running and kicking the ball🫠
Sweet post! Don't break any bones - you are already cool. Share The Meal has made sure of that!
What a lovely idea, Andrei.