Fuzzy Bunny and Winter Apples
How a bunny learned to like apples more than carrots
Fuzzy Bunny was not a bear.
He was a rabbit. He did have hair.
He did not like carrots as much as you'd think.
Oh, sure he liked them, but what he loved, were Winter Apples.
His friend, S, led Fuzzy out to the yard. They came across an apple tree. Not just any apple tree, but a crabapple tree.
"Do you want to try a . . .
Posted in: fuzzy bunnykid stories
Let's talk about mental illness
I'm no longer silent about bipolar disorder
I've blogged about depression, but something always held me back about bipolar disorder. Well, here it goes ...
In my early twenties, I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder.
I went through bouts of mania where, in no particular order, I trashed my townhouse, ran up large debts, got kicked out of bars, had run-ins with police, . . .
Posted in: bipolar disorderdepressionmental illness
New Year's at Oma and Opa's
A poem
We rang in the new year at the home of Oma and Opa, who are parents of a family friend. Their Dutch hospitality was affectionate, amazing, genuine. Thank you, Oma and Opa! The kids, my wife and I enjoyed every minute.
New Year's at Oma and Opa's
Silver mirrored sun
over familial hearth
reflects a memory;
firewood stacked
. . .
Smells like recess
A poem
Smells Like Recess
Ball up in sky
like rocket to moon.
Cartwheel exquisite;
polka dot ball.
If I were a spider
on the wall,
I would crawl
into your arms,
jump over the net,
mixed dirt and sweat
stained cap
smells
like recess—
smells like
love.
Bell rings,
time to leave fun;
back to class,
sit up straight.
You have . . .
Posted in: playgroundpoetryschool
An awesome Redblacks Grey Cup parade
My son and I joined thousands for an Ottawa football celebration
A grey, drab, Tuesday morning. Ottawa awoke to a thin sheet of freezing rain coating the streets. By noon, the temperature had risen, the ice had melted and thousands of fans lined Bank Street for a victory parade to cheer on their football heroes and 2016 Grey Cup champions, the Ottawa Redblacks.
We parked on Fourth Avenue between . . .
Growing up Grey Cup
The Canadian Football League is quirky, exciting and intimate
The television’s blue-hued light flickered in the dark. “I hear someone coming,” I whispered to my brother. “Turn off the TV and hide!” The stairs creaked as Dad made his way downstairs to get a drink of water. We hid behind the laundry room door.
“Shh … be quiet or we’ll get in . . .
Ribbon Bear's Excellent Kindergarten Adventure
Ode to a stuffed animal
When my kids were in kindergarten, students took turns bringing home a stuffed animal from class. Parents contributed to a journal, detailing activities their families would participate in with the "stuffy." Below is a poem from that journal.
Ribbon Bear's Excellent Kindergarten Adventure
There is a bear
who . . .
Posted in: kid storiespoetryribbon bear
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