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Showing posts with label Humanity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Humanity. Show all posts

Thursday, April 30, 2026

Birds


From above and far away I heard them

Birds!


I’ve seldom heard birds sing

these birds didn’t disappoint. 


Their twittering conversations filled 

the warm spring afternoon, 


rising above the sound of humanity 

on foot, on bicycles, 


orange mo-peds, 

shining chrome and black motorcycles, 


cars, vans and trucks washed 

in the dirt of splashing into spring


Above it all

the birds took my heart to the sky.


“The trills and trickles of song from the birds in the big tree 

above her seemed in perfect accord with her mood.”

~ L.M.Montgomery,  Anne of the Island, 1915

Sunday, February 15, 2026

Watcher

I watched them:


The grizzled old man 

with his walker


The young woman ~

big eyes and long dark hair 


The elderly couple 

quietly visiting


I wondered then

Who were they as they grew ~

 ~ toddlers curly hair, 

        cute and busy?

 ~ adolescents ~ beautiful, smooth skin 

        with big dreams?

 ~ young parents just

        beginning family and careers?



My bus stop was just ahead. 


Stepping down from this 

swirl of humanity that must bear 

labels and expectations from others,

I walked into my own life.


“we’re watchers of this world aren’t we? not players”

~ Maggie Stiefvater, (writer)

Tuesday, February 10, 2026

Re-post: Book Review: The Hidden Child by Louise Fein

Mabel is only five years old. A lovely, happy, chatty child with soft curls whose mother and father love her dearly. It’s the late 1920’s. World War I has passed and World War II is not yet upon England. Mabel’s father, Edward Hamilton, a decorated war hero has been decommissioned with an honourable discharge. When he meets Eleanor, a secretary in the War Office, Edward was there to receive his discharge papers. He leaves her a note as he was leaving inviting her to tea ~ ‘strictly professional’. An idyllic life is to follow. Edward, already involved in England’s Eugenics Society, enlists Eleanor in his research. She comes to believe in it’s precepts ~ “The aim of the eugenics moment is to improve the human population by increasing reproduction of the most desirable characteristics in human beings and suppressing reproduction of the least desirable - for example, inheritable disease, mental retardation, and so forth. - Edward Hamilton.” 


One of those so-called inheritable diseases was epilepsy. Louise Fein has written epilepsy as one more character in this story, making an appearance only nine times. Suddenly and for few pages. In each appearance, it tells us that only his control matters. He describes seizures both inside and outside the brain. This character tells us: “……,whatever harm I do, you do far worse.”


The novel opens with Eleanor driving their trap pulled by their pony Dilly to meet her sister Rose at the train. As they come to a stop, Mabel has her first seizure. In an attempt to deny the seriousness of that day, and the reality of her condition, it goes undiagnosed for some time. However, it grows increasingly worse. The story takes a frightening turn. To avoid exposure for Edward’s ‘good name’ in the eugenics movement, and all the research he has done, they turn to a neurologist who recommends hospitalization and ultimately institutionalization. Not uncommon at that time, there were no apparent alternatives, at least in England. Rose, Eleanor’s sister, brings news of an alternative treatment developed at the Mayo Clinic in the U.S. Edward and the neurologist treating Mabel both refuse to even read the information Eleanor has located and researched.


For Mabel, this darling five year old child, she couldn’t know that she would be trapped in the dreadful scheme of care where she was hidden. Or that both her parents had other secrets that bound them. Secrets that are revealed to change their beliefs about eugenics. She also wouldn't know that in the end she would get the care needed from a very unlikely quarter. What she did know was that her parents loved her very much.


Louise Fein has written this novel because of her own trials with her young daughter. She has carefully researched the eugenics movement and the important and historical figures who were pivotal in its formation. Other of her characters in the story both supported and sometimes excused certain behaviours. All were bound by society mores of the time. 


Epilepsy has been my own unwanted guest for many, many years. As I read this important story of Mabel and her parents Eleanor and Edward Hamilton, I was in turn infuriated and finally very grateful that I, and many others, have not suffered the same indignities.


“Oh yes, you humans think yourselves above the animals, 

with your clever brains and fancy morals; 

but really, it’s your inhumanity that sets you apart”

~ Louise Fein, The Hidden Child



Title: The Hidden Child

Author: Louise Fein

Copyright: 2021

Publisher: P.S.™- a trademark of Harper Collins Publishers

Type: Novel

Format: Hardcover

ISBN: 978-0-06-311924-6 (hardcover library edition)

ISBN: 978-0-06-309093-4 (paperback)

ISBN: 978-0-06-320543-7 (international edition)

Monday, November 10, 2025

To Smile, To Nod

Deigning to 

say hello, 

to nod, 

to smile just because. 


Because I don’t know you 


and you don’t know me. 


Wrong this is, for we do know 


each other as fellow humans 


deserving of kindness. 


It may be a day when only 


my smile and nod 


is the only kindness in a bleak day.


It is a kindness 

    to say hello, 

      to smile just because.


“It was sweet and lovely, that smile, perhaps the more so because 

it wasn’t complicated by much in the way of thought.”

~ Stephen King, The Green Mile

Wednesday, July 2, 2025

We Are the River


Rivers flow swiftly 

Fort Qu'Appelle, Saskatchewan, Canada

from the dawn of time, 


carving channels 


across the earth’s crust, 


nourishing life within 


and along their banks 


joining with each other


ignorant of man’s boundaries 


’til they reach other great rivers 


all to become one with the timeless sea.


Potomac River, Maryland, U.S.A.













“A river seems a magic thing. A magic, 

moving, living part of the very earth itself.”

~ Laura Gilpin, photographer, poet

(1891 - 1979)

Monday, June 9, 2025

Belief vs the Absurd



 



Absolute belief in 

the goodness of humanity 

steadies against the absurdity

of recent global events.






“Almost all absurdity of conduct arises from 

the imitation of those whom we cannot resemble.”

~ Samuel Johnson,  The Rambler

Wednesday, June 4, 2025

Freedom of Speech






Jousting with words - 

sharp and to the point 

discussions that can end 

in an ultimatum,

agreement to disagree 

or in 

healthy compromise, 

to plant good ideas

and rejuvenate humanity.





“A good compromise, a good piece of legislation, 

is like good sentence; or a good piece of music. 

Everybody can recognize it. 

They say, ‘Huh. It works. It makes sense.”

~ Barack Obama

Sunday, April 6, 2025

Colour between the Lines




Nuances that shape 

our lives, are in colour; 

the shading of our words 


slip between absolutes 

Right or wrong, 

black or white… 


forgetting the space 

between is filled with 

the creative human spirit.




“It’s partly true, too, but it isn’t all true. 

People always think something’s all true.”

~ J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye