The smallest light of hope, that still, shone brighter than ever before, in the midst of, this, dark war of Russia and Ukraine right now, off of the Front Page Sections, translated…
The Russian invasion on Ukraine became a focus of attention in Taiwan. The words, “Today it’s Ukraine, tomorrow, Taiwan”, caused the tensions to heighten up more than ever before, and, the developments made us empathize the situation, and we began paying closer attention to the wars on the eastern European front.
On National Women’s Day, March 8th, the international news posted a story of children, escaping thousands of kilometers, to get out of the line of fire, shocking the world. The eleven-year-old child from the city of Zaporizhzhia, with his backpack, the plastic bag, with the passport, the phone numbers written by his loved ones, walking across the warzones over a thousand kilometers by foot, arriving to Slovakia to the family relatives that live there. The war is cruel, but the young boy’s face radiating the smiles, moving a lot of the people who see. The head of internal affairs of Slovakia told, that he is the biggest hero of the evening, later on, the local press found the mother who was in the line of fire of the war, and as she was being interviewed, she’d, cried.
the children of war
children, living, in the midst of these, conflict zone…photo from online
“I can’t leave my own, she’s not mobile. So, I’d, pushed my son onto the trains to the Slovakian border, people there are open minded, even though Slovakia is a nation that’s smaller in size, please, do help save the children from Ukraine, and provide them with a safe harbor.”
The wars brought out the deepest desires and humanities that normally don’t come out, force us to see the evils in humanity. Comparing, the humanity shouldn’t be measured by the sizes of the countries, and no separation of nationalities, “a tiny country, with the biggest hearts of the locals”, this should be something that we can take from, we need to have open hearts, to win the respects of the world. The cause and consequences of the Ukrainian-Russian conflicts are complicated, and yet, maybe a bigger country’s invading into a smaller one is justifiable, but it can’t mask up the desires to take over that’s behind it.
The wars are scary, evading the wars, stopping the wars, is the wisdom that all of the leaders of all the countries in the world must have.
photo from online
The Russian invasion of Ukraine, we see how harsh the wars are physically, and we also, feel the forces driving the war onward invisibly, the economics of the global community, as well as how the human heart is turning too. This war is testing the glows of humanity, and the moral courage of everybody in the world right now.
And so, despite the badness, there’s still, the smaller incidents of hopes, that are, getting, magnified, because we are all stuck, in this, darkened place right now, and, we are, in desperate need of some light, and, the cases of the young children, escaping out of Ukraine, are, inspiring, but, still not quite enough, for the western world to intervene, to end this conflict, because the major world powers are now taking, a hand-off approach, don’t know why though…
Despite the precedence, of drowning already, and the film crews still decided, to film at this, particular location??? Yeah, that’s, sound all right (sarcasm again, I’m afraid, go the best of me here!!!), off of the Newspapers, translated…
There was the awful news of the photographer of a filming crew, Huang and his assistant, Wang falling into the lagoon of the rock formations at Fairy Valley yesterday, the rescue squad sent out the helicopters to rescue, lifted the individuals out, but both still passed away. The location of the accident, was the location where the movie, Warriors of the Rainbow, was filmed, but the rocks were covered with mosses, slippery, wet, and even as the precautions had been set up, but, in recent years, there’d been many drownings of tourists and visitors often, in the past, in just five years, the location took at least ten lives, becoming the “valley of death”.
The local county manager, Lo told, that this film crew sent out the papers, filed for entry to the location from March tenth to the fifteenth, a total of six days, with the total number of actors, actresses, and filming crew of eighty personnel staff, filming the series, “Embrace”, the Fairy Valley is a public location, and the county offices asked the crew to not make any excessive trash, or destroy the natural environment, and mentioned to them to watch out for safety, and yet, the accident still occurred.
the location where the drownings happened
from a higher up angle…photo courtesy of UDN.com
The local fire department pointed out, that they received the calls at 3:49 in the afternoon yesterday, that there was an accidental drowning in the valley, they’d sent four separate squads to the location to conduct the rescue. Based off of the workers on site, the thirty-eight-year-old photographer, and the thirty-four year-old assistant, Wang, when the crew was finished filming, one of them accidentally, slipped, and the other tried to help him up, and also, fell to below into the lagoons, by the time the two were rescued out, they were both in cardiac arrest, the rescuers sent the ropes to lift them out by air, with the emergency helicopters rescuing, but, after the emergency resuscitation measures, both still died.
The location of the filming is a notable scenic region of the local tribal area, the lagoon was where the estuaries came together, the estuaries created the cliffs with the dual waterfalls, very majestic, not only is the location a notable sight, but also, where the filming of a lot of movies took place, but there were the mosses on the riverbanks up above, more slippery than it’d looked, there’d been many accidental deaths from earlier years, and the national park managing offices set up the treks, and prohibited the visitors to get close to the riverbed above the rock formations, and, it’s much safer now, to visit this location compared to the past, and yet, there’s the accidents here.
the rescue being, conducted…
photo provided by a member of the local regions, off of UDN.com
And so, because of how the film crews weren’t careful enough, it’d resulted in these accidental deaths, and, this is just one of the unexpected results of this getting the scenes somewhere beautiful to film, not realizing how dangerous the location can be, that’s caused, lives to get, lost.
The bullets, they still don’t, have eyes, do they? Unfortunately, no they do not! Off of the Front Page Sections, translated…
The Zhonghe Police Department of Hsinbei City two evenings ago, caught a Mercedes Benz with the fake plates, and sped off as they try to conduct a road check, running the red lights to get away, the officers fired three shots, causing the passenger, Chung on the backseat to get shot on the right side of his head, in a stage five comatose; as the police department of Taichung arrested Yu who has an active arrest warrant, Yu rammed his car into the police, the police fired off eight shots into his car, and it’d hit the man, Weng on in the backseat, and the woman, Lee who’s nearby, got hit by the ricochet bullets, sustained a fracture on the left foot, the police arrested five people, and found a lot of illegal substances in the car.
The police of Hsinbei City two nights ago, at the intersection of Zhongzhen Road and Fang-Shun Road, found a gray Mercedes Benz, without the headlights on, with a fake license plate, they’d gone up to check, the driver, Lin sped away, the Mercedes was going at high speed, and rammed into the cars ahead, waiting at the red light, causing danger to the pedestrians, the police fired off three shots, one of the shots hit the man, Chung sitting on the backside on the right of the car, another man in the car, Hong had a graze on his cheeks.
The police pointed out, that they’d followed protocols of usage of arms, but to be thorough, they’d already, passed this case to the Hsinbei District Attorneys’ Offices to check, to find out who is responsible.
And so, this is not considered as an use of excessive force by the police, after all, the driver was, using a fake license plate on the car, and as the police pulled him over, he’d, tried to get away, and the driver was driving dangerously, and to prevent the innocent bystanders, motorists and other drivers on the road to be endangered, the police HAD to shoot, and, it’s just unfortunate, that the woman walking past, was shot on her left foot, sustaining a fracture.
A war crime, because you should NEVER throw a bomb down into a hospital, as mandated by the U.N., right??? And yet, this is, what Russia is, doing, casting away the human rights edicts of the U.N. here! Off of the Front Page Sections, translated…
The Russian airstrike on the nineth of the southern city in Ukraine, Mariupol Hospital for Women & Children causing at least seventeen wounded; the Ukrainian president, Zelensky blamed Russia for this act of violence and genocide, called out to the western countries to hand down a more severe punishment toward Russia. The U.S., Great Britain, all criticized Russia, the head of foreign affairs in Russia that this was boasted news from the western world, that the hospital that was bombed had been taken over by the Ukrainian army, and became a military target.
The government officials in Ukraine stated, although they had signed a temporary ceasefire for the locals to have time to escape, but on the nineth, the Russian armed forces still attacked the hospital using a rocket, killing innocent women and children, the mayor of the city told, there were at least seventeen wounded, the pediatric department of the hospital was totally destroyed, that this was the “Darkest day of Ukrainian history”.
Zelensky pleaded for the help from the global community. He said, that the massacre had occurred in Mariupol, the bodies are stacking up locally, “There are many children who are still underneath the rubbles, dying or dead, this is an act of violence!”
lifting that pregnant woman out, photo from online
He’d stated to the world, “How long will the rest of the world enable Russia’s bad behaviors, stop the flights right now! End the massacres! You have the powers, but lacked the humanity!”
He had blamed the allies in the western front for refusing to set up a “no fly zone” to prohibit Russian aircrafts from flying over, called out for a tougher arbitration for Russia.
Zelensky stated on the footage of the evening of the ninth: “What sort of a nation is Russia? Fearful over the Women & Children’s Hospitals, that they blew it up!”
The media reported, as the Mariupol Hospital city police rushed over to get the crowds out after the bombings, and lifted out a pregnant woman bleeding; another woman cried out, holding the hand of her child tightly, the local police officer stated, “the Russian had committed a serious crime, this is a war crime, with no just cause.”
The secretary of the W.H.O. stated, that there were eighteen medical locations, workers and ambulances that were under attack in Ukraine by Russian forces, resulting in ten dead, sixteen wounded.
And so, this is how when you go out, you are going, all out, Russian lacked humanity, you’re NOT supposed to hit the areas with hospitals in war, it’s written somewhere, on a dusted old document somewhere (and I know it too!), and yet, this is how Putin proves his point to U.S., and N.A.T.O., that I want what I want, and I will, go to the extreme to get it, what can you do about it? With U.S. and N.A.T.O.’s responses being: Uh, we’ll, put you under economic restraints, but we won’t send any armed forces to Ukraine, so, sorry, you’re on your own besides, you’re, not part of us, and, this group’s already, maxed out on its members, so, sorry, Ukraine, you’re on your own there but, we’re there with you, in spirit! Like moral supports, full of, BULLSHIT!
How this love still ended in, MURDER! How things can take a turn too quickly, in love, off of the Front Page Sections, translated…
There was a stabbing in Tainan, of a Vietnamese migrant worker of his girlfriend from Vietnam last night; the forty-three year-old Vietnamese woman, Nguyen was discussing the matters of breaking up with her boyfriend, Le at their apartment, he’d used a knife, stabbed it into her left chest, she died before she was rushed to the hospital; the suspect rode off on an electric motor scooter, is still at large, the police are currently chasing after him.
The fire department of the city of Tainan received a call at around eight, in the housing complex of Xingju in Jiali Borough of Jiali District, there was a woman stabbed, with a butcher’s life into her left chest, she was rushed to the Chihmei Hospital in Jiali, and reported to the local police, at around nine in the evening, the woman was declared dead.
The police found, that Nguyen and her boyfriend started altercating on matters of the breakup, the boyfriend lost control suddenly, grabbed the knife and stabbed into the woman’s left chest; by the time the police, the fire department rushed over, the knife was still in the woman’s chest, with only the handle of the knife visible outside of her body, blood was pouring out, she had no signs of life, the paramedics couldn’t perform CPR, rushed her to the hospitals, the medical team worked on her for forty minutes before declared her dead.
Based off of understanding, Nguyen married to Taiwan many years ago, seven years ago, she’d divorced her Taiwanese husband, and rented a stay at an older community in Jiali District; and met the man whom she was murdered by, and started dating him. The police interviewed the neighbors and found that lately, the victim felt that she couldn’t get along with the man, and planned to break up, and, there were the fights that broke out from the past confrontations, but no reports to the police.
The scene of the crime was taped up, because the suspect got away on an electric motor scooter, the police suspected, that he doesn’t know anybody, that he is somewhere in hiding in the local district, the police already closed in on his regular social circles, and his regular hang outs, continuing the pursuit of making an arrest right now. And so, this, is still on how one person wanted to break up, but the other one didn’t, and how they started fighting, and in a moment of heat, of anger, the man stabbed the woman to death, and, this still just showed, how you can’t break up peacefully, because one of you will feel that you’d given too much, while the other still wanted to break up, and, things will get out of control, as angry words, insults get thrown out into the moment, and in a moment of anger, someone grabs something sharp, and murder happens.
How this man got, creative, when the world stopped, operating like it once, had, translated…
There was, this, odd notice posted in the elevators, “From this day on, from four to six in the afternoons the time slot will be designated for children exercising, do arrange your nap or break times at other times, to avoid being disrupted……”
The world outside wasn’t functioning, there’s the sun, but we’d, lived in the darkness, for several weeks on end, the children’s moods became, white like their complexion. I stood at this park, which was once my son’s favorite, same time last year the weather was, just as nice, my son got stuck on the three meter rock climbing walls, spread his limbs outward like a giant spider getting stuck, not known where he could go.
I’d told my son, rock climbing is like learning to play chess, you need to think of your next moves, then the next, and every move you are going to play gets thought out, then, you can, start going after the peak. My son faced that wall again, focused, using his little hands, pointed to the colored pegs, he’d already, found the key point of support for himself, then, we will be returning tomorrow, to perform it for mom one more time.
After tomorrow, the world, turned upside down.
The parks, declared dead, the children’s play area, taped around with the yellow tapes, became a ruin. The outbreaks, it’d, sealed up my son’s world, and, that light green facial armor on his face, sealed up his daddy’s world as well. Like the apples inside the bags at the fruit farms, I can’t see his childish face anytime I wanted to, worried, that in a blink of an eye, he’d, grown up some, and I’d, missed out on what he looks like, right this very, moment……………
In the living room, I’d taught my son to use the thumb of his left hand and his index finger, to get the rubber band to pop from one finger to the next, to turn it into a braid. My son’s tiny fingers couldn’t prop up the larger rubber band, and, the rubber band kept sliding off as he’d, tried transition it from finger to finger. I’d told him, rock climbing, like braiding the rubber bands, all rely on the strengths of our fingers, that he needed to know how to apply the forces, and when to, loosen it.
illustration from UDN.com
I’d used two bottles of water, propped up the braided bands, so my son can, hop over it. He’d started, smiling again, his bangs kept getting lifted up by the airflow, his originally long lashes started, blooming again, and his eyes, squinted into the shape of the new moon, with the stars glowing inside them, he’d, kept on, challenging the new heights, before the rubber band slid downward, he looked energize, just as he had before the outbreaks happened…………daddy’s world is, back again.
As mom heard the raucous, came out of the kitchen, turned back into that childlike state and, called out, “I want to play too, high jumps, are the best skills of the girls with the long legs, you and dad pull the rubber band rope up, mom will show you!”
My wife couldn’t lift her legs as high as she was once able to, the shake of the floorboards, caused the water in the glass on the table to start rippling. Although, it wasn’t, pretty when my wife jumped, but, after a night, the two of them had, strained out all their physical energies, after bath, my son went to bed, on his own. And, out of my expectations, I got me, that night’s worth of, peace, and quiet.
And so, this, is how you get creative, when you can’t go anywhere, because of the world outside, is with the epidemic, raging on, and so, you needed to, find something else, to lift up your child’s moods, because he loved playing out, and now he couldn’t, so, you came up with an alternative plan, to set up a sort of a miniature exercise ring for your son, to drain out his, energies.
Step by step, she took, to achieve her own dreams, of setting up a home for herself, and her families, it didn’t come easy, she had to work, every step of the way, and now, she’d, achieved her own dreams, and can, breathe, more easily, translated…
Finally, the long awaited, long holiday weekend, I’d, gotten up early, rushed to the new cabin I bought in the mountains, just wanted to, take a long rest. But, as I’d, opened up the gates, the thick moss, the mud covered up the stones of the path leading up to the property, the vines extended to few meters out of the fences, the weeds are, to my waist, how do I manage all of this? Then, I’d recalled, the huge sum of home loan I took out on this place, when will I finally, pay all of it up, I’m normally, a mother of three, a tough school teacher ordinarily, but now, I’m, an ordinary person, on the verge of, having, a total, meltdown, and I’d, sat myself down on the ground, and started, crying.
I just turned forty then, with worries of more than just my mortgage to pay up, compounded with the pressures from my work as a school instructor. To fit the requirements of the nine-years’ of mandatory education, the school’s data became, digitized, and, everything’s turning, digital, there’s no prioritizing, everything happened, all at once, and, what followed, was the meshing of the school and the communities’ unique traits……………all of these, are my, responsibilities to take care of. I’d worked on during the daytime, became a superman teacher who can only say “Yes”, at night, in class, my mind was, boggled on the weeds, taking over my yard, and many other matters I needed to take care of.
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I’d fallen, and cried, enough, it’s all out, wiped up my tears, start solving the problems now! The family of five of us, in our pants, with the sleeves, the gloves on, squatted by the gates for hours. My husband dug up the mosses that are, taking over the steps, by the ditches, then, turned to the hoe, and, rooted up the weeds taking over the alleyways; my two daughters who are in high school, along with my elementary age son, used their ten fingers, pulled off the weeds that are taking their spots in our yard, by the corner of the walls.
My son became intrigued with the needles of the weeds stuck on him, “look, it’s the beggar ticks, they’re so magical!” his childish words, filled with, magic, it’d, brought tears to my eyes, I’d, secretly, wiped my tears away, and, got the mud all over my face.
My three kids not only helped sorting through the yard, they’d also, worked together with us, to lessen the burdens of our mortgage, my youngest daughter on the winter breaks of her freshman year announced to us, “I will no longer need an allowance from you, mom and dad from here on out, I’ll part-time in the bakeries, to help us pay up the mortgages sooner!”, her younger brother who’s ten years junior barked out, and, immediately, offered up the $500N.T. in scholarship prize money he’d earned, stated, “mom, you can give me a hundred dollars for New Year’s this year”.
And, the burdens of our mortgages lessened by the day, the work at school, I’d, slowly, adapted myself to, I’d, conquered my fear of using computers, and, gotten immersed in the technology seminars, and I’d, signed up for the graduate programs too, my coworkers and I offered one another encouragements, and we’d, successfully, transitioned the school into the curriculum systems mandated by the government.
And, in a blink of an eye, it’d been, twenty years since we bought our home, we’d, weathered through the stages of hardships with the weeds taken over, the heavy mortgage, the stresses from work, pounding us down, but thankfully my families, my coworkers, and my friends worked together with me, and, we’d, finally, seen the light at the end of this, dark tunnel we got trapped by, and now, we’re, welcoming in, the surprises of our, easier life.
And so, this is all, a process, of going through the trails, of not having enough money, of worrying, but, you’d worked hard through it all, alongside your families, with their supports, and the emotional supports of your coworkers, your friends, and your loved ones, you can finally, see that light, and start, to live on, a bit, easier from before, because you’d, earned it, having worked too hard before.
From the words of his patients, the stories that flowed, from outside of the treatment clinics, translated…
The Experiences of My Patients’ Treatments by Their Physicians, Sometimes Truths, Sometimes, Made-Up, Some Left Me in Awe, Others, Made Me Feel Funny, and, at Times, They’d, Locked Me, in Deep Thoughts……….
I Wonder, Who the Mastermind Doctor Was
“Did you go see a neurologist for the numbing of the nerve endings in your feet?” as my patient returned back, I’d, flipped through his treatment records, inquired. This patient is a diabetic, every time he’d walked, he’d felt numbed and tingling in his leg and feet, as a cardiologist, I’d ordered the scans of the blood vessels around the limbs, but, all the test results were, normal, so I’d, referred him to a neurologist.
“I’d gone to see one in Yilan, but as the doctor took one look at me, he’d, cut me off, and didn’t have me pay for the sessions either.”
That was enough, to get my curiosity going, no need to even touch, only needed one second’s time, no need for the neurological tests, he already had an answer? Who is, this, master physician?
“He told me to switch out my shoes.”
“Did he want you to get shoes that fitted?”
“No, he’d told me that the soles were too thin, that I’d needed to, have a pair with thicker soles, and then exercise out.”
“So, did you switch to another pair?”
“Yes, as I had, my feet don’t go numb anymore. The physician told me to always wear the exercise shoes with thicker soles, that the numbing sensations came from the soles of my shoes being too thin.”
“What’s the name of that physician he’s so amazing.”
“He didn’t charge me, so I didn’t remember his name, I’d, walked away with doubt, listening to what he’d, told me, and, it actually, got better.”
Wow, I’m totally in awe now! But, don’t all those swords-fighting novel character all wear the shoes with the boots with the thin soles? It’s, confusing to me here.
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Unfortunately, I’d not caught the name of my patient’s doctor, just took one look at him, struck his name and number out on the rosters, and not charged him. Of course, I’m certain, that the neurologists in the hospital where I worked can easily diagnose this too, but, working in different departments, it’s, working in totally different jobs, the knowledge from cardiology is scientific, about the blood vessels, where all the thoughts are, gathered, and, changing the shoes would’ve, never surfaced as a resolution.
I’d, made up my mind, to make the notes of my patients more precisely, in the physical examinations (or maybe in the patients’ illness histories? Or, is it, going to be docketed down on the current treatment histories?), to record down what the patients were wearing, slippers? Sandals? Boots? Three-inch high heels? Sneakers? Bierkenstock? If I took down these notes, then, maybe, I too, can use the records, to diagnose in air, to find these illnesses of the, vascular sorts then.
But, other than making a note of the shoes, shouldn’t we also see what the patients are, dressed in, suits, t-shirt, tank tops, tights? I’m thinking about the illnesses, caused by too much air-conditioning cold air exposures, arthritis, and Prinzmetal’s angina.
What the patients said of the treatment experiences, sometimes they’re real, sometimes, they’re, not, some left me in awe, some tickled my funny bones but gets me down, there was this once, that’s left, me that deep impression.
A new patient came in with a referral slip, said, “My family physician treated me for decades, he’s now in his eighties, and ready to retire, this is from him.”
I took a look, a bit surprised, the writing was more than legible, documented every treatment session, all the English very understandable, with the clear and precise doses of medications.
But normally, I’d still, used my computer to check the medical records on Cloud, but, there was, NO record of the health insurances, I’d become confused, and asked, “how come there’s no record?”
“He’d treated his returning patients free of charge.”
“Are the medications free to?”
“Everything is free!”
My heart twitched, and, there was this elderly physician that surfaced to my mind, using this, free sessions, as he bid his goodbye to his long-term patient, old friends. In my imaginations, the elderly physician is, saying goodbye to his own youthful years, a final farewell, I suppose.
The Experiences of Treatments My Patients Described to Me
“As the neurologist showed me the MRI, he’d started, sighing. The patient had transient ischemic attack, and told me what he’d encountered at his neurologist’s office, “Doc, just give it to me straight, I can handle it.”
I’d looked at the name of the neurologist, I’d gotten it, not taken one breath, just, listened to my patient.
“The doctor told me, ‘you’re fine, no problems.’ So I’d asked him what’s wrong, why’d he sigh? He’d responded, ‘I’d sat here treating all my clients, and I’m still, nowhere near done yet, it’s too tiresome, that’s why I’m, sighing.’”
Haha, this patient didn’t know, that this particular physicians is, the king of sighs, he’d sighed, every few words. But, but this sort of, “ahhhhhhhh…all your checks came back, normal!”, or, “ahhhhhh……you’d, recovered, fine, no need to worry”, don’t know if this will cause cardiac arrests in the patients.
There’s one more time, after the patient had knee surgeries, came in to see me in a wheelchair, I couldn’t help but nag, “Make sure you followed doctor’s orders, to go to physical therapy!”
“Surely, surely, I love Taiwan!”
He saw me with that confused look on my face, he’d, “performed” it for me, lifted up his legs with his arms, bent his legs, “the doctor told me to ‘lift and bent’ to exercise, lifting, bending, I do it, every single day!”
Wow, so, there’s, this means, I’d grown wiser, for certain.
I’m now, very curious, as to how my patients would describe their treatment processes with me, and I think that if the words get to me, I’m more than likely, to hear the filtered versions, only the good things, while the bad reviews, they probably, won’t, register at all with me.
And so, this, is from your interactions with your patients, and, you’d learned things, gained awareness, and knowledge, and, some things, you never knew before, that still just showed, of how even if you are a trained professional, you still should be humble, because, you don’t know what you hear one day can help you on another occasion.
A lot of experts advised, from when the infants are born, the adults should talk to them often, singing while changing the diapers, talking to the infants when bathing them, changing them. Read along with children start at a young age, this can also help with language acquisition too.
Hsiao also reminded, that parents should NOT do everything for their children, to give them the opportunity to practice speaking. If the child loved snacks, place the cookies in the jars, and when the child can’t open the jars, then, at this time, guide the child to ask for adults’ help to open the jar verbally.
Hsiao also told, if this time the child doesn’t want to speak, the adults can wait, to NOT demand them to in the moment, to not blame them for not wanting to speak. Using the means of interactions in helping children acquire language, to NOT have the young children start reciting the alphabets or the phonetic alphabets.
And so, this is on how to make sure that you’re child CAN speak, based off of this “expert”, and yet, if you push a kid who’s not ready to stary yapping yet, it can well, cause IRREPARABLE damages to the kid, which made him unwilling t speak completely, and then, you would’ve, made your own kid into mutes. But hey, what would I know, I’m still nowhere NEAR the vicinity of being a MOMMY yet, and no, I’m still NOT pushing my sons (four-legged) or my nonexistent DAUGHTER to do ANYTHING that THEY do NOT want to, but that me, using, the “free range chicken method” to raise ALL my children, humans and non!
I’m totally against this, parents, PUSHING their young to start yapping, before they’re, ready too, but hey, this is from, the experts’ beliefs, off of the Front Page Sections, translated..
The sooner the children started speaking, the sooner they will learn to express themselves; every child’s development is different, but, the ability to speak can start at a young age. The language therapist, Hsiao pointed out, that from the interactions with your own children, the paces to which the adults are speaking to the children in, and the responses, the feedbacks to children, can all help the child develop the abilities to use language.
Hsiao said, that as the child enters into six months of age, the parents can prepare her/him for speech. The primary caretaker needs to take twenty to thirty minutes a day, to focus on accompanying the child, select the activities that interests the infant or toddler, from the children of a year old, the toys with the sounds, the lights, the buttons, the multiple sides, the children would enjoy playing with; or, play the games that involved interactions between many people, when the infants are interested, they would more than likely to want to interact.
this should only be used, as a REFERENCE, not a “direct order”
To help the infant understand better, the adults shouldn’t speak too quickly, or in long sentences, elevate the voice, the up and down in the voices can attract the infants to listen more closely, use animated expressions, the simpler words, to describe what is happening all around. And, don’t just play the music or stories on tape, but to sing-along or read to your children, this would be more helpful to children in helping them to acquire speech.
A lot of experts advised, from when the infants are born, the adults should talk to them often, singing while changing the diapers, talking to the infants when bathing them, changing them. Read along with children start at a young age, this can also help with language acquisition too.
Hsiao also reminded, that parents should NOT do everything for their children, to give them the opportunity to practice speaking. If the child loved snacks, place the cookies in the jars, and when the child can’t open the jars, then, at this time, guide the child to ask for adults’ help to open the jar verbally.
Hsiao also told, if this time the child doesn’t want to speak, the adults can wait, to NOT demand them to in the moment, to not blame them for not wanting to speak. Using the means of interactions in helping children acquire language, to NOT have the young children start reciting the alphabets or the phonetic alphabets.
And so, this is on how to make sure that you’re child CAN speak, based off of this “expert”, and yet, if you push a kid who’s not ready to start yapping yet, it can well, cause IRREPARABLE damages to the kid, which made him unwilling t speak completely, and then, you would’ve, made your own kid into mutes. But hey, what would I know, I’m still nowhere NEAR the vicinity of being a MOMMY yet, and no, I’m still NOT pushing my sons (four-legged) or my nonexistent DAUGHTER to do ANYTHING that THEY do NOT want to, but that me, using, the “free range chicken method” to raise ALL my children, humans and non!
That moment of, surprise, finally came, on how children are going to, start speaking, at their own terms, when they’re, ready, not because the time has come, like by nine-months of age or whenever it is that it’s written that children will start speaking their first words, on the readiness to speak in language acquisition of young children, translated…
Before my daughter was two-and-a-half years old, she couldn’t speak yet, she was my firstborn I’d, originally hoped to hear her very first word, “mama” being with her day and night; only that no matter how I’d, repeated the words, “Mama” to her, even a “ma” would do, and I’d, lowered my expectation, anything, make a sound, any syllable will do. But unfortunately, she’d, looked at me with those eyes so innocent mouth opened wide up, like she was, trying to, make the sounds, then, shuts up her mouth, smiled and looked at me, that look stated, “don’t push me, when I want to speak, then I will!”
Took my daughter to the doctor, and the doctor told me that her hearing is fine, as for when I’d inquired, why doesn’t she speak yet, the reason was, unclear, just wait a bit longer! The process of waiting for my daughter to talk, is truly, gruesome, especially when I’d had to, cope with how the elders told me, that I’d, given birth to a mute. Actually, after all the needed tests had been conducted, I’d, prepared for the worst, that if my daughter doesn’t talk at all, then, I shall, take up sign language, to teach her to communicate then! This world is way too messed up, the words out of the mouth, makes troubles, the words that hurt, too many to, count, and, the communications with others, don’t need to be verbally always.
I’d talked a lot to her every day, during my spare time, I’d read the stories to her, and she’d, responded by her eye contact, as well as, gesturing back. And, don’t know when, she’d started, making the sounds, “Ahhhhh!”, which, surprised me. Yep, just the “ahhhhh!” The elders stated, how come she only says “ahhhh!”, can say mama, or dada even, but I’d felt, that she was, already, quite amazing, don’t overlook this small sound she’d made, it was, her means to communicate with the outside world around her. There were, the wide variety of versions of “Ahhhhh!”, she’d voiced, and I can tell from the changes in her tone of voice, to tell what she was needing from me.
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And, she’d communicated using “ahhhhh!” to me a long time. Until one day, I was napping with her, there were the sounds of dogs barking outside, she’d tossed and turned, couldn’t sleep. And, from her waving her hands, frowning, pouting up her lips, I’d known she wanted to say, “bad doggy, I want to sleep”, I’d carried her up, walked to the window, looking into the distance, we saw a big yellow dog by the side of the roads, barking nonstop, another dog was, blocked by a building, couldn’t see, but, the barks from that other dog, loud too, it seems, that the dogs were, calling one another out from their own sides of the path, with neither backing down.
At this time, my daughter blurted aloud, “Doggy go away!” She was thrilled and shocked by what she’d called out, patted her chest, to calm herself down, I too, was, surprised, finally, my daughter had, started, talking now. The words, “Doggy go away”, with the subjective noun, the verb too, quite articulate, with the babyish tone too.
On that very day, the story magically, unfolded itself, my daughter seemed to, have gotten it, and started talking, nonstop. I was so surprised, can’t remember if she’d called out “mama” anymore. I’d, waited for two whole years for my daughter’s very first word, and, it was, the two dogs, that ended, my daughter’s life of a mute.
See, this still just showed, how STUPID, you god damn, adults can be, like the elders in this case, keep on, pushing the woman to take her daughter to get checked, and, the doctor said everything was normal, and the woman was, almost at her wit’s end, because her daughter hadn’t spoken a single word yet, until, there came, that full sentence out of her daughter’s lips, doggy go away!
That still just showed, how every child is, different in her/his developments, there’s NO need to fit your own young, to what’s “normal”, because, by putting them through a series of tests, because they hadn’t spoken their first word yet, when they were “supposed” to, you think something’s wrong with them, when the reality of things is that it’s NOT time for them, to start up yapping yet.
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