It's been a pool party summer. Three weeks in a row, we had a pool based birthday party to go to. First, there was Harold's that we hosted at AVAC (Almaden Valley Athletic Club), then there was his friend from school, Deeksha, who had hers at Waterworks Aquatics San Jose on South Bascom. Then this past weekend, we went to a friend's place in Mt View; they just had a pool installed in their backyard, and it was full of kids, the entire time.
Back in May, we became members of AVAC for the pool. We've also been going to AVAC to swim for the past few Sunday afternoons, after we were finished with activities of the day. it's a good way to unwind, the kids love it (they love any pool), and AVAC mandates an adult swim for 15 minutes before the top of every hour. That way, I get a few laps in.
I just wanted to remind you of all I recall about your years at Carlton. After all, it is your last year here, and I will miss you so very much. Well anyways . . .
I remember seeing you for the first time, as you entered Kindergarten. You looked so nice in your little flower shirt. You walked confidently to class, like you had done this before. You stood by the classroom door, your parents taking pictures as you posed for the camera. Mrs. Smith and Mrs. Rast seemed like wonderful teachers. I remember hearing you tell your parents about making â€œFish Shirts I did not know what those were, but they sounded fun. You really
I felt lonely over the summer, and finally the next year came. When you came to school, it was your friends that you saw, not me. You looked so much bigger and ready for school. You walked to class with your pink backpack, so happy to be at school again. You loved your teacher Mrs. Morse. As your first grade year ended, I could hear you crying as the bell rang. I could tell you were so very happy, though also very disappointed because you would miss all of you friends and school. You wouldnâ€™t miss me, of course, I could never speak with you, though I would miss you so very much.
Second grade had started for you. When I first saw you I wanted to run up to you and congratulate you, though I couldnâ€™t. Even if I tried, I couldnâ€™t. One day I heard singing about penguins in the cafeteria. I assumed you were putting on a play. What fun! Mr. Phillips seemed very funny. You did say that he was moving up to fifth grade. How nice! On the The last day of school I saw you walking around asking people to sign your yearbook. You never came up to me, of course. But that was okay. Again I felt your mixed emotions with you on the last day of school, even though we were apart.
You were so very excited for third grade. I was too. I loved seeing you grow up and become so happy as you went into a new grade. I heard that you were learning cursive. I am so happy you got to do all of this, for I donâ€™t have any arms or legs to write and walk. You said that Mrs. Humphress was very wonderful. I believe it. Sometimes I would see her at Safety Patrol making sure the children were safe. On the first day of school, I saw you telling your mom that you were confused at recess and didnâ€™t know which playground you were supposed to go to. It was actually a bit funny. Confused at recess!
You were feeling older when you went into fourth grade. In open house the past few years you saw models of missions that the fourth graders made, and you finally got to do a painting of a mission, in Mr. Stewart's class! One day you were complaining to your mom that your face hurt. I heard that you had made a mask of your face. I wish I couldâ€™ve done that. That year you were more
happy to be out of school than disappointed. I wish I could leave at least for a day, for I live here at Carlton.
You were extra excited for fifth grade, and I was too! You got the same teacher as in second grade: Mr. Phillips! In the beginning of the school year, you signed up for Safety Patrol. Sometimes it was very cold, and when you walked by I could see your hands were a bit blue. Once I didnâ€™t see you for a week. Well, you were at Science Camp. After school one day I saw you were quite excited. I heard that you had entered in the school play â€œAnnieâ€, and got the lead role! How exciting! You had four shows! Four! Towards the end of the school year, I saw you left on a field trip to Union Middle School! Iâ€™ve never been there before. I wonder what it is like? I believe soon you will go to a pool party. I donâ€™t have a swim suit and I canâ€™t swim, so I canâ€™t come. Fifth grade looked like it was wonderful.
Well, now your Carlton years are coming to an end, and I will miss you very much. From kindergarten to fifth grade, I believe you had a wonderful time. Going to Union is a big deal, and I am happy for you. Have a great summer and rest of your life. Please say hi when you are picking up your brother!
Last night was the April event for our Adventure Guides crew. We went to a Friday night home game of the San Jose Giants!
Tahoe Circle, out at the ball park
Now, I'm no sports fan, and neither is Penny. Far from it. But I have to say, we did end up having a good time. We hung out with the Sevick's from Pacific Crest: Dad Steve and daughters Kaia and Eden. We had BBQ dinner there, lots of junk food, from churros to kettle corn, and we spent too much time in the play area, with the jumpy house, slide, and more.
It was a family event, so the moms and sons were invited too, so Harold joined us. But we left mama Rita at home, giving her a much deserved break. And that was probably more than fine, given the conditions (read on) and the fact there were no other moms out there either.
It had been rainy all day, and it was pretty cold, too, for late April. Many people bailed out, despite the fact they had prepaid. But we were there to make some memories, and we did. I had promised Penny to teach her how the game is played, but she was usually too busy hanging with the other girls. So after we were all done with the play area and back in our seats for the sixth inning, it was Harold to whom I was explaining the details of the game. He was interested and was asking questions, though much of it went over his head. During that inning, the sky began to unleash. The rain was coming down in solid drops and the cold felt like it got colder. We were prepared for it all, so out came the umbrellas.
The turn in the weather must have been good luck for the SJ Giants because going into that inning, they were down 3 to nothing. And then they started turning things around, scoring 5 runs (at least two of which were walked in) in the sixth.
Since it was getting late, we all bailed for home after the end of the inning. And checking the paper this morning, I saw that the score we left on ended up being the final score, so we didn't miss any other runs. Good, very good timing!
Didn't think I would have said this, but I think we'll be doing this again this summer!
Tickets to the game
Yep, see, right there in the middle, "YMCA Wilderness Expedition". Cool!
The tale of Becky. She was some person. Some folks believed that she wasnâ€™t even human, she was so different. Well I donâ€™t blame them. She was sure something. She could take on two hundred animals in one corral in about 5 minutes. Becky also created a few things we know today as well. But I donâ€™t want to spoil it. . .
Becky was born in Oklahoma on April 5th. She was very normal looking, more normal looking than youâ€™d picture her right now. Curly hair, freckles on her cheeks. . . Well, when she was about 14 years old, her parents sent her out to get more food for the family, since she was very good at herding animals. Everyday she would go out to the forest with her 18 year old brother, Paul, and hunt. She would herd the animals, and her brother would shoot.
Well, one day Becky and Paul were just hunting like normal. Then all of a sudden, Becky heard a big thumping noise. Paul was busy trying to look for animals so he didnâ€™t hear it. Then Becky noticed a big stampede of. . . Buffalo! They were heading straight for Paul! She quickly shaved off tree bark that was strong and sturdy. She then quickly built a corral and herded all the buffalo into the corral before they reached Paul. When they got back home Paul called the whole town together to tell the story of his sister saving his life. Becky also kept a buffalo from the herd and named her Stemp.
Two years later, at age 16, Becky went traveling. She came upon Yosemite as we call it today, and started to hit the walls of Lyell Canyon with her new ax that her father gave her. All of a sudden, she heard a sound like raging water coming towards her. She made a hole so big that water sprayed out and splashed her on to the ground. The water still flows today, but we know it as Yosemite Falls.
Well Becky was not pleased with that trip, because she did not like surprise swimming. She kept on traveling, riding on Stemp peacefully. She heard about this beautiful place called California, and wondered what treasures she would find there. Well one day Becky was walking with Stemp, and got quite hot. She saw a medium sized puddle and started to make it bigger. She and Stemp dug up the puddle and made a lake today known as Lake Jennings. Becky swam in the lake, cool water dripping from her chin. Now that place was much better than Yosemite.
Well she was getting tired of traveling and decided to go to just one more place.
Becky heard of a place called Nevada with beautiful landscapes. When she got there Becky felt she needed a nice BIG drink of water. She saw a tiny waterfall dripping from a hole in a rock wall. Becky took a little drink, but that wouldnâ€™t at all be enough for her big appetite. She decided to dig a giant hole to make a waterfall so she could have a bigger drink. The rock wall was so sturdy that she needed Stemp to help. They both hit the wall so hard. After a few more hits, finally Becky created a nice big waterfall and took a drink. Today we call that waterfall Nevada Falls.
Becky returned home to her family. When she got back, she heard terrible news from Paul: Their parents had died while she was in California. Well Paul and Becky managed to go without their parents, and moved to California. They lived a happy life there.