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  • Jane, 13 yrs old
    Rose, 10 yrs
    Beanie, 7 yrs
    Wonderboy, 4 yrs
    Rilla, 2 yrs
    baby eagerly expected in January

    and Scott, the love of my life

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    • FERN HILL

      by Dylan Thomas


      Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs

      About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,

      The night above the dingle starry,

      Time let me hail and climb

      Golden in the heydays of his eyes,

      And honoured among wagons I was prince of the apple towns

      And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves

      Trail with daisies and barley

      Down the rivers of the windfall light.



      And as I was green and carefree, famous among the barns

      About the happy yard and singing as the farm was home,

      In the sun that is young once only,

      Time let me play and be

      Golden in the mercy of his means,

      And green and golden I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves

      Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and cold,

      And the sabbath rang slowly

      In the pebbles of the holy streams.



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      THE LAKE ISLE OF INNISFREE
      by William Butler Yeats

      I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
      And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
      Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee,
      And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

      And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
      Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
      There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
      And evening full of the linnet's wings.

      I will arise and go now, for always night and day
      I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
      While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements gray,
      I hear it in the deep heart's core.



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    July 10, 2006

    Fun with FM

    Wonderboy got his new ear molds last week, but he came home with only one hearing aid. The FM attachment on the other one wasn't working right and the whole thing had to be sent in for repair. His FM system is a super-nifty piece of technology: a little silver doohickey (to use the technical term) attaches to the bottom of each hearing aid and picks up whatever is spoken into the little clip-on microphone that is the other half of the system. See, if I'm wearing the mic, my voice gets piped directly into Wonderboy's hearing aid, louder and clearer than all the other sounds the aid is amplifying.

    Hard-of-hearing kids in school use FM systems to help the teacher's voice reach their ears above all the ambient noise. Here at home, we use Wonderboy's FM to help him hear the soft speech sounds that otherwise elude him. The mic has a decent range, and it is extremely amusing to switch his hearing aids to FM and have someone in another room start talking into the microphone. The boy's face will light up and he'll trot off to locate the speaker, pouncing with a triumphant yell when he is successful in his quest.

    "AIR!" he'll shout, which of course means "Aha, THERE you are!" (As if I needed to explain that.)

    But right now he's only got the one aid. And when Scott switches on the FM and sneaks to the next room to murmur "I'm gonna get you..." into the microphone, Wonderboy is like a dog chasing his tail. He pivots to the right, because that's the ear with the hearing aid in it. Daddy isn't there, so the boy just keeps on turning. At about 180 degrees he starts to laugh, knowing the joke is on him again, but he can't help it, he just has to keep on looking right and right and right.

    Scott will be peeking from the other room, and the whirling boy will be too much for him. When he laughs his booming laugh, he gives himself away. Wonderboy's spin is arrested and he books through the door to attack his daddy. Air he goes.

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    Thatis such an amusing picture to 'see'.

    That is too funny!

    My husband is losing his hearing, mostly from environmental issues (he is a mechanic and we farm full-time and tractors are LOUD) but does not want to believe he needs any "help". Do you have any suggestions for how I can broach this subject with him? It really affects his communication in every area of life.

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