I have a brain...somewhere. If anyone finds it, please return it to me. Thanks (original) (raw)

I have a brain...somewhere. If anyone finds it, please return it to me. Thanks

		Good deed! My daughter just did a good deed this morning and it made me proud which is why I want to mention it here.Every morning when we take hubby to the train station, we see a man sat on the pavement, fast asleep with a sleeping dog inside his coat with it's head lolling out.This morning, all my daughter spoke about on the way back home was how sorry she felt for the dog etc and how much would a tin of dog food cost. I stopped for petrol, bought a tin of dog food and a sausage roll and we went back to the station.She gave the man the food and he was so grateful, saying he would eat the sausage roll later and that his dog hadn't eaten in ages, "Bless your heart" he said to her.I told her that whatever else happens today, she can feel good because she thought of helping someone else instead of herself.Ok so she didn't save the world today but she showed that good exists. She made me proud :o)I am...: Proud

		What about the children? I just had a thought, regarding the whole 'disabled presenter scares kids' thing.On the CBeebies channel is a programme called 'Something Special' which features sign language, children with hearing impairements and disabilities. My son loves this programme and keeps surprising me by signing words as well as saying them at random moments.Well, what happens when a child sees a disabled child on the screen and asks their parents why they 'look different'?Are the parents going to say "OMG!" and turn the channel off and start complaining to the BBC about it the same way they have about the presenter? If a child had the same disability as the presenter, would parents demand that the child shouldn't be shown on tv?The presenter in question has a child of her own who probably grow up never questioning why their mum has only one hand, just the same way I grew up never questioning why my sister couldn't walk.I just don't understand people.

		Well, fuck it! Y'know what? I'm not going to hide.I'm going to use this journal because it means something to me.You don't like what I say or do? Close the page and move on.Hell, I'd even write some porn if I could remember where all the bits go.