Firstly, let me begin with my deepest apologies for such a late update. Unfortunately, other responsibilities took over my life and I struggled to find time to sit to carry on with writing… I did make a start but has no chance to finish... writing has never been my strongest side - I need time and headspace for it… I guess it looked like I have abandoned it all so it really started weighing on me…I haven’t really... Anyways, these were my opening lines a few weeks back... (well I deleted many lines now)
Another September. The month when I turn melancholic thinking about transition…
Sun is moving closer to the Tropic of Capricorn and we wish we could follow. Instead, we must return to getting ready for school on grey, cold mornings. And maybe it isn’t the nicest of transitions but let's remember all the children that would give anything for an opportunity of education.
I am also making my return tomorrow. And I must say it is with mixed feelings. I always looked forward to my first day back. It is when our multicultural team comes together before we head to different schools the following day. It’s always so nice to see everyone. We share lunch together (homemade cuisines from each country) and memories of summer.
This year I can’t help but feel a bit sad about tomorrow... Amani is not going to be there…
And I did struggle… It just wasn’t the same any more…
September is almost coming to an end. And I am getting better adjusting to all the changes. Recent sunny weather helped a lot but definitely good news about Amani brought sunshine to my day. I went to see her last Sunday and it was such a joyful, heartwarming experience. I haven’t seen her since mid-August, before going away. At some point, she was getting overwhelmed with visitors so the number of visits had to be monitored. Hence I was very happy going up to see her again and then overjoyed finding her in good spirits with a big sunny smile. She started pointing at things on a chair to take them off so that I could sit next to her. Then she turned towards me and started telling me things. Still without words but managed to tell me that she is able to move her right leg now. It was so, so wonderful to see and see her being happy about it too. It is so positive she is making her steps towards recovery. She seemed to comprehend anything I was saying to her. Her whole face was so expressive. She laughed at every silly thing I said. Answered every question with yes or no. She kept repeating the word ‘nanda’ and I wonder if it meant anything. Amani speaks 3 or 4 languages so it might be a word from her native tongue. I looked it up and found that it means "joy" in Sanskrit. Sounds good to me as it was a joyful time.
Ah, can’t wait to be able to take her somewhere nice. We agreed today that it is what we are going to do soon. It’s her birthday soon so must think of something special for her as well...
We have been told that we need to be very grateful that Amani is still with us as the brain hemorrhage was very serious. And that we should accept that she might not make a full recovery. I somehow hold to the hope that she will. With only my experience being with her it feels that she is too eager to make this recovery. It might take a long time but I believe that she will get better. Just like Jill Bolte Taylor did. I so hold on to this story:
Sun is moving closer to the Tropic of Capricorn and we wish we could follow. Instead, we must return to getting ready for school on grey, cold mornings. And maybe it isn’t the nicest of transitions but let's remember all the children that would give anything for an opportunity of education.
I am also making my return tomorrow. And I must say it is with mixed feelings. I always looked forward to my first day back. It is when our multicultural team comes together before we head to different schools the following day. It’s always so nice to see everyone. We share lunch together (homemade cuisines from each country) and memories of summer.
This year I can’t help but feel a bit sad about tomorrow... Amani is not going to be there…
And I did struggle… It just wasn’t the same any more…
September is almost coming to an end. And I am getting better adjusting to all the changes. Recent sunny weather helped a lot but definitely good news about Amani brought sunshine to my day. I went to see her last Sunday and it was such a joyful, heartwarming experience. I haven’t seen her since mid-August, before going away. At some point, she was getting overwhelmed with visitors so the number of visits had to be monitored. Hence I was very happy going up to see her again and then overjoyed finding her in good spirits with a big sunny smile. She started pointing at things on a chair to take them off so that I could sit next to her. Then she turned towards me and started telling me things. Still without words but managed to tell me that she is able to move her right leg now. It was so, so wonderful to see and see her being happy about it too. It is so positive she is making her steps towards recovery. She seemed to comprehend anything I was saying to her. Her whole face was so expressive. She laughed at every silly thing I said. Answered every question with yes or no. She kept repeating the word ‘nanda’ and I wonder if it meant anything. Amani speaks 3 or 4 languages so it might be a word from her native tongue. I looked it up and found that it means "joy" in Sanskrit. Sounds good to me as it was a joyful time.
Ah, can’t wait to be able to take her somewhere nice. We agreed today that it is what we are going to do soon. It’s her birthday soon so must think of something special for her as well...
We have been told that we need to be very grateful that Amani is still with us as the brain hemorrhage was very serious. And that we should accept that she might not make a full recovery. I somehow hold to the hope that she will. With only my experience being with her it feels that she is too eager to make this recovery. It might take a long time but I believe that she will get better. Just like Jill Bolte Taylor did. I so hold on to this story:
https://www.ted.com/talks/jill_bolte_taylor_s_powerful_stroke_of_insight?language=en#t-228818
My ride seems like a distant memory now but a really lovely one. Again I was so lucky with everything (weather, people, being able to find strength) and I feel so grateful for that. I really wasn’t sure if I would be able to tackle those hills in time I planned. I cycled about 200 miles in 6 days with elevations of 2984 feet on the hardest day and this is my personal little achievement. Sadly I lost my lovely Maja Włoszczowska bracelet but I had another thoughtful gift with me.
However, what I am most amazed by, is YOUR big hearts and generosity. £1107!!! Thank you so very much! It’s not easy to raise money… and I wouldn’t be doing it this year if it wasn’t for Amani. Thank you for making this effortless for me. It gave me the energy to continue the ride with a smile on my face.
I am keeping the page open if at any point anyone would still like to contribute. Maybe for Amani’s birthday which is at the end of November. I won’t be withdrawing the money for the time being. At this point I am not sure what would be the best use of them but I am sure with time need/purpose will become clear. I would love for Amani to decide what happens with the money but we will see how the situation evolves. I will definitely let you know what happens with the money.
Thank you very much once again for all your support!!! Dziękuję bardzo!!!
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