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<blockquote data-quote="DammitJanet" data-source="post: 122746" data-attributes="member: 1514"><p>Reply from Pico:</p><p></p><p>Dear ones,</p><p>I sit here, in my mother's house, in western Iowa, reading your love on my house, and thanking God that you all are with me. I've spent these two days with my parents, talking about the past, and the future. My mother pulled out a page from a desk drawer, and handed it to me. It was a poem I must have written about thirty years ago, when I was young and nearly everything came out as poetry. (Oh, seventeen was such a good year for verse, Rod McCune, and all that stuff).</p><p></p><p>So, here is one very old picoism, for the collection, compliments of Pico's mama.</p><p></p><p>Mama Said</p><p>Mama said, "We don't act like that."</p><p>"That's how white trash act,</p><p>and we're not trash."</p><p>"We're middle class."</p><p>The badge of courage for Mama.</p><p>Middle-class.</p><p></p><p>I didn't know we were poor.</p><p>Mama didn't tell me we were poor.</p><p>Mama said we were middle-class.</p><p>Sure, we wore hand-me-downs.</p><p>Didn't everybody?</p><p>What else do you do with clothes</p><p>that aren't quite wore out?</p><p></p><p>Mama said we had to work hard to have a house</p><p>of our own.</p><p>Didn't everybody?</p><p>We built it one cement block at a time.</p><p>And the rains came and flooded it.</p><p>And we swept the water with a broom.</p><p></p><p>Navy beans and oatmeal every day.</p><p>It got boring, but it was food.</p><p>And we were never hungry.</p><p>We didn't know we were poor.</p><p>Mama said, "Be thankful for</p><p>what you've got. Children</p><p>in Africa are starving."</p><p></p><p>Mama didn't tell us we were poor.</p><p>Mama knew, but she didn't tell us.</p><p>I'm glad.</p><p>Because we were richer than</p><p>many who had more things.</p><p>We had each other.</p><p>Maybe that's why Mama didn't say</p><p>we were poor.</p><p></p><p></p><p>------------------</p><p>pico,</p><p>ODD kids are the ultimate optomists! They'll try to break the same rule a thousand times, if they think they might have a chance once.</p><p>Fuzz, difficult child, 11 yo m, diagnosis ODD, Risperdal, .5 mg/day pm.</p><p>easy child, 14, male version of mom.</p><p></p><p>Blondie is my sis.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="DammitJanet, post: 122746, member: 1514"] Reply from Pico: Dear ones, I sit here, in my mother's house, in western Iowa, reading your love on my house, and thanking God that you all are with me. I've spent these two days with my parents, talking about the past, and the future. My mother pulled out a page from a desk drawer, and handed it to me. It was a poem I must have written about thirty years ago, when I was young and nearly everything came out as poetry. (Oh, seventeen was such a good year for verse, Rod McCune, and all that stuff). So, here is one very old picoism, for the collection, compliments of Pico's mama. Mama Said Mama said, "We don't act like that." "That's how white trash act, and we're not trash." "We're middle class." The badge of courage for Mama. Middle-class. I didn't know we were poor. Mama didn't tell me we were poor. Mama said we were middle-class. Sure, we wore hand-me-downs. Didn't everybody? What else do you do with clothes that aren't quite wore out? Mama said we had to work hard to have a house of our own. Didn't everybody? We built it one cement block at a time. And the rains came and flooded it. And we swept the water with a broom. Navy beans and oatmeal every day. It got boring, but it was food. And we were never hungry. We didn't know we were poor. Mama said, "Be thankful for what you've got. Children in Africa are starving." Mama didn't tell us we were poor. Mama knew, but she didn't tell us. I'm glad. Because we were richer than many who had more things. We had each other. Maybe that's why Mama didn't say we were poor. ------------------ pico, ODD kids are the ultimate optomists! They'll try to break the same rule a thousand times, if they think they might have a chance once. Fuzz, difficult child, 11 yo m, diagnosis ODD, Risperdal, .5 mg/day pm. easy child, 14, male version of mom. Blondie is my sis. [/QUOTE]
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