Wednesday, 19 December 2007
Posted by ailsa at 10:33
Tuesday, 18 December 2007
well, it has been rather a long time since I last posted a blog. I'd like to say that things have been really hectic and I've been too busy but that would be a lie! In all honesty it was more a case of putting it off and doing other more immediate things (procrastination maybe?). Anyway, to go with the new look, an update on my current position is needed I think:
- I now have a job as a speech therapist working with adults in Lanarkshire,
- my sister is engaged,
- I have been in my longest running relationship so far and am still happy,
- the houses beside us are now almost completed (picture to follow),
- I have been teaching dance for the past 4 and a half months but will soon be almost retiring to begin my new SLT job in January.
Posted by ailsa at 15:27
Thursday, 17 May 2007
I have to say, I'm actually quite sad that it has finished. I was only just beginning to get used to the idea of being a student. Come to think of it, it's only been in the last year that I've really gotten to know the other girls on my course (albeit there were only 11 in my class this year). They have become really good friends to me and I cherish the time we have spent together.
It is also really scary being finished. It's like all of a sudden I have to grow up, become an adult, start working in a real job, earn a salary, be responsible... I don't know if i'm ready for that! But at least I have the summer to be a student (my student card doesn't expire til September so I can still use it to get discounts on my shopping!).
I don't know what the future holds for me, but I like it this way just now.
I'll just have to wait and see what happens!
Posted by ailsa at 12:51
Monday, 23 April 2007
You may remember I posted a picture about the site being 'under construction'
well, the photograph featured there was taken from my bedroom window. I am currently living next to a building site. However, that was the view a few weeks ago.
This is the view now:
This is the 3rd house to be built so far. It's amazing how quickly these guys can throw together a 'luxury villa' for someone to live in. Believe it or not, there are 16 luxury villas bein built on this site, so my family and I will have to adjust to having neighbours. We had gotten so use to being quite isolated and surrounded by open space. But now, it feels like nothing is going to be private anymore.
It will take some getting used to!
You may also notice that the beautiful, old beech tree has gone too. This saddened me the most. I love to rejoice in the beauty of the world, I think that is the reason that God created the world to be so amazingly diverse and rich in nature and colour and beauty, but it upsets me when something so beautiful can be destroyed in only a few seconds. And believe me it was detroyed! I guess that goes for a lot of things in the world though. The most beautiful and innocent things are the first to be destroyed and eliminated by man's destructiveness. I hope that out of this destructiveness can come some creativeness.
I plan to plant some tree seedlings in my garden after all my uni work is finished to try to restore some of the earth's beauty. Wish me luck!
Posted by ailsa at 20:17
Thursday, 19 April 2007
Something I also had the 'pleasure' of seeing on the way to uni was a rather unfortunate dead pigeon. I happened to be looking up as I was passing under the railway bridge - you see, if you don't look up, you run the risk of being 'splatted' by the pigeons sitting there, as they tend to use people for target practice - and there was a pigeon lying belly-up in the net under the bridge.
It inspired this poem:
'Ode to a pigeon'
Oh dear pigeon, so grey and white
If only you knew of your terrible plight.
Maybe it's wrong, or maybe it's right,
that you should have died there some time in the night.
How did it happen? Did you die of fright?
Or did you get caught up in somebody's kite?
Who would have thought that your final flight
would have ended sadly in this awful sight
Oh dear pigeon, grey and white
I hope that you flew towards the light.
(c) Ailsa Cunningham, 2007
Wednesday, 18 April 2007
This story is adapted from something that happened while I was there.
An old man sat in a chair. He didn't speak for he had no need. He passed the time watching television or slipping quietly into his memory. He dreaded mealtimes. Incapable of feeding himself, he had to face the embarrassment and frustration as piece by piece fell into his lap. Then came the 'thickened fluids', like drinking wallpaper paste. All to ensure he stayed healthy.
An old man sat in a chair. No family, no friends, and only the nurses to pretend to care. He waited. Every day he waited for the monotony to end. Endless games of bingo, old music,and made-for-tv movies. No longer able to wear smart trousers and shirts, he was forced into jogging bottoms and mismatching sweatshirts, as the end of his dignity crept nearer.
An old man sat in a chair and his world went dark.
An old man sat in a chair surrounded by old men and women. All huddled around one bright light as the room got colder and darker. Men hammered and drilled in the darkness as food and drinks were distributed among the rest. Heat escaped and the daylight faded as his hope began to fade. He drank his wallpaper paste and ice cream, for sandwiches and cake would choke him.
An old man sat in a chair.
A young man sat on a chair striving to restore the power. Darkness seeped in as heat escaped and hope began to fade. And then a spark as light returned, power had been restored.
An old man sat in a chair as a young man entered the room. The old man looked and a spark ignited a fire in his mind. The young man looked at the old man and joy beamed from his face. For this young man was the old man's son, hope had been restored.
Sometimes, when we think that all our hope is gone and we have nothing left to do, God will show us that there is always something left to hope for.
This story was based on an actual event. I cannot describe the look of joy on the old man's face when he met the young man. It will live with me forever.
Posted by ailsa at 13:21
Tuesday, 17 April 2007
I saw two foxes crossing the raiway line today while I was waiting for my train home.
I also saw a really big siamese cat crossing the railway line. It jumped off the platform at one side and leapt easily onto the platform at the other side. It seemed completely unphased by the train rapidly approaching...