For the record 10

That’s not writing. That’s just typing” Said Capote about Kerouac. I could paraphrase his words, “That’s not writing.  That’s recording.”  Writing  expects that the author would search for the meaning, or at least the structure,  while recording leaves the searches and discoveries to the hypothetical reader.  Person doing the recording might hope that the reader would find some form or sense in the pile of words and details.

In this context, recording is a sign of being overwhelmed and/or lost.

Writing to recording is like creating a structure to gathering building materials with hope that someone else would do the work.

Recording seems easier than writing but it also more treacherous as it might lead to nowhere.

Week without studying

I had an unpleasant cold.  I didn’t want to breathe my germs on Robert so for 5 days we didn’t study together.  Each day, however, I dropped pieces of a puzzle on the table and each day Robert engaged himself in assembling them.  He wasn’t applying any special method and yet each day, he managed to put together at least half of a puzzle.  Three quarters of the frame and a couple of central parts of the picture.  Then he had enough and for a few minutes he  watched a movie on Netflix. However, before the evening bath, he managed to complete the puzzle.

I also left on the table simple tasks, he could complete on his own such as, counting perimeters of different polygons and  area of different rectangles. To my surprise, he did better than I expected remembering how hooked he was on my presence.  Most importantly he did it without waiting for my support.

Robert;s dad built with Robert a corner shelf.  Over all, to my relief, Robert didn’t fall apart without our evening study sessions.

At Sunapee

Robert continued skiing with NEHSA at Sunapee.  I was told that he did better with the narrowing a gap between his skis. That was a big thing , as Robert is used to skiing with legs either  far apart or father apart.     More important, however, was the fact that he didn’t protest, as he had done years ago, when his instructor wanted him to wear goggles to protect his eyes.  It was also important that he  flexibly  switched from skiing on South Peak to North Peak and vice versa.

Watching the Road

We were driving from Doctor’s appointment to Robert’s program.  Instead of taking exit 12, I took the exit 13. As soon as I directed our car toward that exit, Robert softly but clearly reminded me, “HMEA, HMEA” . It was too late and I had to leave the highway and reenter it after few minutes.  Robert learned his lesson.  Just as I was slightly slowing before the exit 14 A, Robert reminded me. “HMEA, HMEA” so I proceeded to exit 14B.  When a few months ago, I slowed down before the turn we usually take while going to Stop and  Shop,  Robert managed to corrected \ me, “Dentist, dentist.” and I kept straight toward the dentist office.   He doesn’t panic, he doesn’t scream. He just calmly and warmly reminds me where we are going.

 

 

 

 

 

Advertisements
Previous Post
Leave a comment

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: