Friday, October 2, 2009

2009 September: Robertson

Greetings Everyone,

I’m trying to think about what happened in the month of September. Let me see… Something happened I’m sure about it. Well, we did have a boy move in with us. Things seem to be going pretty well so far; I mean all that he does is eat and sleep and mess himself. Granted, I’m not a huge fan of the messing of one’s self, but I understand that it is pretty normal for someone in his condition (not to be passing judgment or anything). I’m just waiting for him to start helping out about the place. I’m told that will happen later, but first he has to at least learn how to walk – again it’s his condition. His arrival has affected everyone here. For starters Morgan for the first few days of his arrival stayed in bed constantly. She had a “spinal headache” brought on just before this boy decided to make an appearance. But, she seems to be doing much better. She is up and about, and she tells me that she is “healing well” – whatever that means.

Kyla and Daria seem to have taken to him quite well. Kyla immediately was taken in by him, but Daria resisted him for a few days. For her, he was something that needed to be studied thoroughly before she could make a judgment call on whether or not to allow him within her inner circle. I was almost expecting her to pull out a notebook whenever he hiccupped and enter in some scientific log. But, she must have come to a favorable conclusion about him, and now she wants to hold him all the time (along with Kyla). At least to this point, the two girls have refrained from playing tug-of-war with him in their attempts to hold him. Quite frankly using the new arrival as a rope is frowned upon in developed societies. I think that the girls understand this and will refrain. Although the girls have claimed him as one of their own. They have given him a name of “babybrudderjamis” or sometimes they shorten his name to “babyjamis.” Either way, whenever they say it, it produces a large grin on the faces of every adult in the room. It must be some new type of joke that is circulating out among the two-year-old set that just hasn’t made it into the university setting yet.

Speaking of… I have had to do some changing due to this arrival as well. As I started the semester, I was taking a Shakespeare on Film class, but as the semester progressed, I realized that I would need to be home a bit more than I had been (prevent any tug-of-wars and other breaches of civility – that sort of thing). Unfortunately, the professor had a very strict attendance policy that she was not going to budge from: on the second absence, the student fails the course – no questions asked. I pulled out before it was too late. In its place, I am doing an internship for the English department, studying the trends of MA English programs in the country, and I am looking at hiring trends for English majors with a Masters (mainly in the field of education). It has been a bit eye opening for me, but very good so far. I feel confident that I will be able to find a job after graduation no matter what – whether or not the job will pay any money is another question all together.

We thank everyone for your support and well wishes with the arrival of Jamis. Until next time.

Derik, Morgan, Kyla, Daria, & Babybrudderjamis

2 comments:

Rob said...

Congrats again Derik! That's awesome.

P.S. I can explain 2-year-old jokes for you if you need. Not that I have any myself, but there's a certain understanding between peers.

Stewart and Becky said...

I remember back in high school, Rob always had the best two-year- old jokes. Good times good times. Hey Derik, did you hear what the liberal arts major said to the science major?

Do you want fries with that? Ba dum chi

That is a Garrison Keilor classic.

No seriously, good luck on school. There will be something out there when the time is right.