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Friday, June 30, 2017

Pollyanna? Me?


People say things without really knowing the meaning behind the words they choose to blurt out. And if I have learned anything along these 50 years, one thing that I have learned ( the hard way) is that not everyone says a word meaning the same as the one who listens. Words mean different things to different people. Loads of misunderstandings happen because of this.

Anyhow, I have just finished reading Pollyanna by Eleanor H. Porter. The reason why I started to read it is because someone at worked let out a “You´re so Pollyanna” at me the other day so I decided to read it to see what it meant to be Pollyanna.

Pollyanna tells the story of a young girl who comes from a Christian family and a rough childhood. She loses her parents at an early age and has to go live with a mean aunt. In a nutshell, she ends up making the whole town change their ways and look at life in a more positive way. Until in the end she is put to the test and all her hard work with the people in the town has paid off.

Now, am I so Pollyanna? Well, to be honest I thought she was a bore. So perhaps I am a bore. Maybe it would be wise to make a list here of her characteristics and then match them to mine.

1.      She comes from a Christian family. I don´t. I come from a Catholic family.
2.      She lost her parents at an early age. I didn´t. Mom is still alive and dad passed away this past February at 76.
3.      She tries to see positive things in negative situations. I do that some times.
4.      She cannot see the negative side of a situation. I can.
5.      She loves everyone she meets and tries to help each one of them. I don´t.
6.      (spoiler alert) She stops walking and is bedridden and then has a really hard time finding something positive in that. Same thing happened to me but I was able to accept the condition faster than her. And after hard work, faith and willpower, I regained my strength and was able to walk again.
7.      She is loved by the people around her and she transforms their lives. Some people say that I am an inspiration. But I know that not everyone is pleased with my presence.

          To conclude, I guess that I can be somewhat of a Pollyanna. I would just like to remember who said it to me so I can check with them what they meant by it.

(By the way, I have started reading Pollyanna Grows Up. Let´s see if I can still see myself in this character.)Written June 26, 2017
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Monday, May 22, 2017

Being Sick....


No one really enjoys being sick even though staying home from work or school from time to time is relaxing. There are so many things to keep you entertained: TV, the internet, video games, books, social networks, are just a few. You can even catch up on work that needs to be handed in at work or school and a sick day gives you that chance.
 However, staying home because you have to and not being able to leave your bed, because the whole body feels as if it has been run over by a sixteen wheeler, feels like a prison. Pretty much the only thing you can really do is sleep.
It is such a horrible feeling for what was meant to help you relax and enjoy, you suffer the physical and mental pain that comes with the illness. Mental pain being the worry that you have so much so do at work and you do not have the strength to.
People send you get better soon wishes, which help warm your heart, but it becomes a torture because you really want to get better soon and you do everything you can to do so, to no avail.
In the meantime, you drink all the tea you can and sleep as much as you can and look forward to better days.


Written: May 22,2017 Todos os direitos reservados a Meire Marion

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