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is getting into my nerves......I am so disoriented....tons of things to do and I don't think I am even half way in accomplishing the tasks....No yaya....no househelp.....office work.....house chores......all of it....rolled into one... With only few days before Christmas.....i am wishing on every star to give me strength to finish my to do list.

I saw the post of hubby in fb and it talks about the crayons. They are in  different colors but have to live in the same box......it is how he expressed his greetings for Human Rights Week....I suddenly remember this poem I thought to my Grade 1 students 3 years ago and I was able to teach to my 2 girls....I love the message of this poem.....have time to read and ponder..... The Crayon Box That Talked While walking into a toy store the day before today I overheard a crayon box with many things to say "I don't like Red!" said Yellow and Green said "Nor do I" "And no one here likes Orange but no one knows just why" "We are a box of crayons that doesn't get along Said Blue to all the others "Something here is wrong" Well, I bought that box of crayons and took it home with me And laid out all the colors so the crayons all could see They watched me as I colored with Red and Blue and Green And Black and White and Orange and e