Kanard




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  1. 1. Record life's happenings, ideas or share thoughts every now and then.
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  2. 2. Take a deep breath and dive head first into the world of unschooling my pingos
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  3. 3. Find a house and make it home
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  4. 4. paint
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  5. 5. love
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  6. 6. Remember ahead to the future
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  7. 7. Tell the world why I LOVE my people from 43 and my people outside that I wish would join
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  8. 8. get rid of my migraine and control my ADD
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  9. 9. See my family happy and stress-free.
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  10. 10. live passionately
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  11. 11. stop procrastinating
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  12. 12. adopt a grandparent
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  13. 13. visit my Uncle George
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  14. 14. re-learn french
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  15. 15. make a difference in someone's life
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  16. 16. clear the clutter
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  17. 17. Be less shy
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  18. 18. Learn to tango
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  19. 19. stop daydreaming when people are talking to me
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  20. 20. thank the person that made this site!
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  21. 21. help 43 people on 43 things
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  22. 22. Bring my disputes, allegations and other legal matters to the pretend 43court
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  23. 23. unite 100 anti-bananites
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  24. 24. Grieve for those 43ers that left and keep a positive memorial of their 43legacy
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  25. 25. Participate in the 43 cheerleader squad to cheer special 43ers
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  26. 26. Give away my artwork to family and friends or people I choose to show them my love and hopefully find a loving home for those pieces in return
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  27. 27. Be garmentless on Friday mornings
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  28. 28. Discuss and define freedom to the best of my abilities with the help of some friends
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  29. 29. give out Free Hugs http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vr3x_RRJdd4
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  30. 30. Become an honorary member of the Woo Clan
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  31. 31. learn parkour
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  32. 32. Learn to love this new facebooky 43things
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  33. 33. Three R's, Regrets, Redemption, Remembrance
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  34. 34. Free my home from boxes and get it ready for when my parents come to visit
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  35. 35. Surprise Kanard with a party for her birthday February 12th!
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  36. 36. Help Kanard use her password power to add "must have goals" to her brother's list until he figures out how to change it
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  37. 37. Zonino! Celebrate with LL and Fishboy as they live together finally!
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Three R's, Regrets, Redemption, Remembrance (read all 6 entries…)
Pranks to the teacher... 2 days ago

....I’m still waiting for Karma to get me for the things I did as a middle school student.
I was a very quiet and shy kid, had only one friend but was ready to perform for her, and even for the class but anonymously.
I made the life of teachers harder every day, and the life of students lighter but they didn’t know it was me.
One teacher I remember pestering particularly quite well was our math teacher, we called him “Chorizo” (Mexican sausage) because he was tan, and always wore brown, and he was a tall thin man.
He was very serious old fashioned, he talked proper and would never succumb to our jokes even with a slight smile.
The teachers sat on a desk on top of a mini stage, and this particular tall teacher would pull his chair close to the edge and sit, reaching the floor comfortably with his long legs.
So one day, I placed the chair the way he liked it but with three legs solid and one leg barely on the platform, he didn’t move it, and sat as always making him fall all the way to the ground.
He got up and looked straight at me, almost as if he knew who had done it, all he said was: did you accomplish what you wanted? I pretended I was puzzled, and surely I was blushed at him kind of knowing who had done it.
Other times I’d make fine chalk powder and put it on the chair, so the nuns an this teacher would get a nice butt print on their dark clothes, causing smirks and laugh from the class.
If he was wearing lighter brown things I’d put water on the chair, it was not easily spotted and would cause a darker stain on his behind.
One time I created a chorizo out of paper mache, and hung it on the board.
He got really screamy that day, and demanded the kid who had done that to come and get it off the board intermediately or the whole class would get extra assignments. I got frozen, I didn’t want to walk in front of the whole class, even if they had enjoyed the joke, they would blame me for the teacher’s mood, and my cover would have been blown off. I was the good quiet and well behaved girl everyone was used to. When he counted to One…Two and…a girl got up and said, I’ll get it off but it wasn’t me, can we please continue the class? My face grew hot, part of it because I wanted the courage to had gotten it out, and because I felt sorry to had hurt the teacher’s feelings, as he appeared a lot more distressed than any of the other times.
I always sat at the front row of the classroom, and one time I brought a syringe (without the needle) to school, it was small enough to conceal in the palm of the hand, and powerful enough to reach the blackboard.Soooo first I had my fun squirting friends and peers, but during math when the teacher was turned around writing on the board,legs apart;I aimed my shot between his legs and made a pretty squirt that ran down the board, when he looked down I startled and shoot up just enough that got his pants, he turned around fast and I dropped the syringe. He came towards me, looked me right in the eyes and said…you dropped this!!!(picking it up) and now you will get up and clean that mess this instant!!!
And I want to talk to you after class. The uneasy feeling was unbearable, I was blushed for the rest of the class, and couldn’t concentrate. He scolded me and gave me extra homework that day. The windows of our classroom divided the teacher’s lounge and they were there after classes, so they heard and watched the scolding.
I was not the kind of kid that got in trouble at all, so I can imagine that they asked questions later.
And even though I didn’t stop, I slowed down with the pranks directed towards him quite a bit.
The following days were a bit uneasy, and I couldn’t look at my teacher directly to the eyes for about a week, until one day at the end of the school day, I was walking to go home and he came making growling noises …sort of like a lion and got a scream out of me then laughter, and his smile. awww I was in love!!



Record life's happenings, ideas or share thoughts every now and then. (read all 56 entries…)
Booooo! 5 days ago

Halloween!!!
From the country to the heart of the city, we trickortreated.
As always I wasn’t finished with the costumes, but managed to fix the last bit and make them stay put.
Our neighborhood has the houses quite apart from each other and the walk to the doors are far from the road. So the city gives a hay ride to the kids, but we missed it :(, so we walked…30 minutes later we had covered 3 neighbors…
So we left a giant bowl of chocolates at our door, and joined the cousins at my sister’s house in the heart of the city.
People go all out for Halloween there, it was like Diagon Alley , crowded with witches and other scary costumes, and cute adorable kids. The people decorate their old homes so well, spider webs, jack o lanterns, smoke machines, actors being vampires or possessed, chasing the kids of their lawn.
We walk up and down my sister’s street, went to her house where she had made warm apple cider, and pumpkin cupcakes, and chocolate cupcakes. The kids took a break and curious as how the wealthy do it we went to their street next, it is only a few blocks away on that very diverse down town.
The decorations were magnificent, but most or all the houses had the entrance blocked by tape or webs or other things to keep the peasants out. They were having private parties and would look at us on the streets over their perked up noses.
A very nice lady dressed as Mary Poppins handed out candy, the chimney cleaner was behind, both incredible costumes.
We couldn’t find ONE house giving candy to kids. The porches were lit, and we walked up, in one my little wild thing walked first and a lady from the other side of the glass door signal NO to her, she stood there head to the side for about a minute trying to decipher if the lady was telling her to wait or to go, then she turned around and still with a quizzical expression sat there for another minute until the rest of the kids call her to keep walking.
Then we saw the one house that looked like was honoring the tradition, and people sitting at the well decorated porch holding a bowl were smiling, we walked all the way to the door and then they said… Now tenemows doulces!!! And laughed…
The kids walked heads down to us and we took them home.
On the way back we saw a house in the in between neighborhood, it was lit and decorated and had a sign to go take candy. The kids went up there cautiously, since the house looks haunted even not in Halloween; the overgrown grass and unpainted wall boards are not very welcoming at all. They went up the creaking steps, and looked at the bowl, the candy looked like it was from another era, and when we picked it it was sticky on …the outside…ewww
We ran down the steps and the creepiest Jack o lantern I’ve ever seen seemed to say…come insideeeeeee
AHHHHHH
we went back home in our sugar rush, but crashed anyways.
It was quite a Halloween and I loved every bit of it.



Take a deep breath and dive head first into the world of unschooling my pingos (read all 18 entries…)
I'm in love with... 1 week ago

...the wonderful people my kids are growing up to be.
I’m learning to judge them and criticize them less, and appreciate the things they are interested in.
The books they love to read, the things they create.
The less I intervene the more they surprise me, and at the same time I’m here for them, and facilitating the resources they need to continue their journeys towards their own happiness.
If there are some things I wish they would discover, I leave them in their path, if they pick it up great, if not I keep trying subtly.
As they need me less and less I found I need to pursue my own happiness, and I’m a bit lost where to start, I need to do more art, in a way I enjoy it again. Sketches, and drawings is all I’ve been doing, lots of ideas!

I always wanted to be a mom, and my kids make me so happy to be theirs.



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