the ghost thing
Juli
Considering all the ghost talk, I thought I would
share what happened here yesterday, though it's not
really a ghost story.
Ds came running into the house in a panic after his
paper route. Turns out there was an ambulance and
police cars in our side yard and he was worried
something had happened to me or dd. We didn't hear
anything at all! We looked out the window and saw that
the neighbors (whose house is only the width of a
driveway from ours) had a stretcher in front of their
porch. We watched for a while, nosy, you know how it
is, and started to feel relieved, thinking that they
must be ok, since the ambulance people weren't in a
hurry to bring them out to the stretcher.
But no. Out came a body bag.
Well, ds, who is 10, saw this. His first body bag. MY
first body bag! The house is a duplex, so we weren't
sure if it was the upstairs people, whom we know, or
the downstairs guy, who owns the house. We called
another neighbor, who said she, too, had been freaked
out thinking it was for our house. She said she saw
the upstairs people looking out the window, so she was
sure it wasn't them. So she called them (she has their
number because they shovel her driveway)and they told
her it was their landlord downstairs.
There's a corner store here, and the dead man used to
go there every day. When he didn't come in for a few
days and his car didn't move, the corner store people
asked the upstairs people (when they were out walking
their dog) if they knew what was up. So the upstairs
people knocked, waited a day, knocked again, and then
called the police, who, of course, found him dead.
The ghostly part of this story is that dd and I have
had insomnia all week. Very bad insomnia. And every
time we'd fall asleep, the cat, who also seemed to
have insomnia, would come along and yowl us awake,
which is unusual for him. Ds wasn't affected, but his
room is not in that part of the house, and dh was out
of town. Dd was sleeping with me, as she does when dh
is out of town, and my bedroom is, like I say, a
driveway width from his bedroom.
We still don't know how he died, but a little while
afterwards, I remembered he had a cat. So I called the
animal control officer and let him know. He said an
officer was going back to the house right then, so he
would look for the cat. A while later, the neighbor
I'd talked to on the phone called to say a cat was
carried out, so we stopped worrying about the cat.
Well, except for thinking about it being locked up in
the house for a week with its dead/dying person.
Ds had a sleepover last night, so I don't know yet if
he had bad dreams or other problems after seeing the
body bag. But he seemed ok, more disturbed from the
shock of thinking it was us than from seeing the
closed body bag of someone he didn't know. Actually,
his only contact with the man was when he yelled at ds
for playing on what's technically his property, though
three yards merge there.
So, that's my contribution to the ghostliness. Am I
being melodramatic to think our insomnia and the cat's
yowling had to do with this? Juli
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share what happened here yesterday, though it's not
really a ghost story.
Ds came running into the house in a panic after his
paper route. Turns out there was an ambulance and
police cars in our side yard and he was worried
something had happened to me or dd. We didn't hear
anything at all! We looked out the window and saw that
the neighbors (whose house is only the width of a
driveway from ours) had a stretcher in front of their
porch. We watched for a while, nosy, you know how it
is, and started to feel relieved, thinking that they
must be ok, since the ambulance people weren't in a
hurry to bring them out to the stretcher.
But no. Out came a body bag.
Well, ds, who is 10, saw this. His first body bag. MY
first body bag! The house is a duplex, so we weren't
sure if it was the upstairs people, whom we know, or
the downstairs guy, who owns the house. We called
another neighbor, who said she, too, had been freaked
out thinking it was for our house. She said she saw
the upstairs people looking out the window, so she was
sure it wasn't them. So she called them (she has their
number because they shovel her driveway)and they told
her it was their landlord downstairs.
There's a corner store here, and the dead man used to
go there every day. When he didn't come in for a few
days and his car didn't move, the corner store people
asked the upstairs people (when they were out walking
their dog) if they knew what was up. So the upstairs
people knocked, waited a day, knocked again, and then
called the police, who, of course, found him dead.
The ghostly part of this story is that dd and I have
had insomnia all week. Very bad insomnia. And every
time we'd fall asleep, the cat, who also seemed to
have insomnia, would come along and yowl us awake,
which is unusual for him. Ds wasn't affected, but his
room is not in that part of the house, and dh was out
of town. Dd was sleeping with me, as she does when dh
is out of town, and my bedroom is, like I say, a
driveway width from his bedroom.
We still don't know how he died, but a little while
afterwards, I remembered he had a cat. So I called the
animal control officer and let him know. He said an
officer was going back to the house right then, so he
would look for the cat. A while later, the neighbor
I'd talked to on the phone called to say a cat was
carried out, so we stopped worrying about the cat.
Well, except for thinking about it being locked up in
the house for a week with its dead/dying person.
Ds had a sleepover last night, so I don't know yet if
he had bad dreams or other problems after seeing the
body bag. But he seemed ok, more disturbed from the
shock of thinking it was us than from seeing the
closed body bag of someone he didn't know. Actually,
his only contact with the man was when he yelled at ds
for playing on what's technically his property, though
three yards merge there.
So, that's my contribution to the ghostliness. Am I
being melodramatic to think our insomnia and the cat's
yowling had to do with this? Juli
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Demetria
Well
it kinda gave me the heebie geebies.....
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-----Original Message-----Considering all the ghost talk, I thought I would
From: Juli [mailto:yuliwomie@...]
Sent: Thursday, April 12, 2001 1:57 PM
To: [email protected]
Subject: [Unschooling-dotcom] the ghost thing
share what happened here yesterday, though it's not
really a ghost story.
Ds came running into the house in a panic after his
paper route. Turns out there was an ambulance and
police cars in our side yard and he was worried
something had happened to me or dd. We didn't hear
anything at all! We looked out the window and saw that
the neighbors (whose house is only the width of a
driveway from ours) had a stretcher in front of their
porch. We watched for a while, nosy, you know how it
is, and started to feel relieved, thinking that they
must be ok, since the ambulance people weren't in a
hurry to bring them out to the stretcher.
But no. Out came a body bag.
Well, ds, who is 10, saw this. His first body bag. MY
first body bag! The house is a duplex, so we weren't
sure if it was the upstairs people, whom we know, or
the downstairs guy, who owns the house. We called
another neighbor, who said she, too, had been freaked
out thinking it was for our house. She said she saw
the upstairs people looking out the window, so she was
sure it wasn't them. So she called them (she has their
number because they shovel her driveway)and they told
her it was their landlord downstairs.
There's a corner store here, and the dead man used to
go there every day. When he didn't come in for a few
days and his car didn't move, the corner store people
asked the upstairs people (when they were out walking
their dog) if they knew what was up. So the upstairs
people knocked, waited a day, knocked again, and then
called the police, who, of course, found him dead.
The ghostly part of this story is that dd and I have
had insomnia all week. Very bad insomnia. And every
time we'd fall asleep, the cat, who also seemed to
have insomnia, would come along and yowl us awake,
which is unusual for him. Ds wasn't affected, but his
room is not in that part of the house, and dh was out
of town. Dd was sleeping with me, as she does when dh
is out of town, and my bedroom is, like I say, a
driveway width from his bedroom.
We still don't know how he died, but a little while
afterwards, I remembered he had a cat. So I called the
animal control officer and let him know. He said an
officer was going back to the house right then, so he
would look for the cat. A while later, the neighbor
I'd talked to on the phone called to say a cat was
carried out, so we stopped worrying about the cat.
Well, except for thinking about it being locked up in
the house for a week with its dead/dying person.
Ds had a sleepover last night, so I don't know yet if
he had bad dreams or other problems after seeing the
body bag. But he seemed ok, more disturbed from the
shock of thinking it was us than from seeing the
closed body bag of someone he didn't know. Actually,
his only contact with the man was when he yelled at ds
for playing on what's technically his property, though
three yards merge there.
So, that's my contribution to the ghostliness. Am I
being melodramatic to think our insomnia and the cat's
yowling had to do with this? Juli
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-Charles Austin Beard
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Tracy Oldfield
So, that's my contribution to the ghostliness. Am I
being melodramatic to think our insomnia and the cat's
yowling had to do with this? Juli
We have a family history of dreams of picking
blackberries when we know someone who is dying/has
died. The bigger and juicier the blackberries, the
closer the person... Grandma used to dream this, and
Mum did when Grandma died...
Tracy
being melodramatic to think our insomnia and the cat's
yowling had to do with this? Juli
We have a family history of dreams of picking
blackberries when we know someone who is dying/has
died. The bigger and juicier the blackberries, the
closer the person... Grandma used to dream this, and
Mum did when Grandma died...
Tracy
Johanna
Unrelated issue. I love your tag
line.
Johanna
"Education is not the filling of a bucket but the lighting of a fire"
William Butler Yeats
"Education is not the filling of a bucket but the lighting of a fire"
William Butler Yeats
----- Original Message -----From: JuliSent: Thursday, April 12, 2001 12:57 PMSubject: [Unschooling-dotcom] the ghost thingConsidering all the ghost talk, I thought I would
share what happened here yesterday, though it's not
really a ghost story.
Ds came running into the house in a panic after his
paper route. Turns out there was an ambulance and
police cars in our side yard and he was worried
something had happened to me or dd. We didn't hear
anything at all! We looked out the window and saw that
the neighbors (whose house is only the width of a
driveway from ours) had a stretcher in front of their
porch. We watched for a while, nosy, you know how it
is, and started to feel relieved, thinking that they
must be ok, since the ambulance people weren't in a
hurry to bring them out to the stretcher.
But no. Out came a body bag.
Well, ds, who is 10, saw this. His first body bag. MY
first body bag! The house is a duplex, so we weren't
sure if it was the upstairs people, whom we know, or
the downstairs guy, who owns the house. We called
another neighbor, who said she, too, had been freaked
out thinking it was for our house. She said she saw
the upstairs people looking out the window, so she was
sure it wasn't them. So she called them (she has their
number because they shovel her driveway)and they told
her it was their landlord downstairs.
There's a corner store here, and the dead man used to
go there every day. When he didn't come in for a few
days and his car didn't move, the corner store people
asked the upstairs people (when they were out walking
their dog) if they knew what was up. So the upstairs
people knocked, waited a day, knocked again, and then
called the police, who, of course, found him dead.
The ghostly part of this story is that dd and I have
had insomnia all week. Very bad insomnia. And every
time we'd fall asleep, the cat, who also seemed to
have insomnia, would come along and yowl us awake,
which is unusual for him. Ds wasn't affected, but his
room is not in that part of the house, and dh was out
of town. Dd was sleeping with me, as she does when dh
is out of town, and my bedroom is, like I say, a
driveway width from his bedroom.
We still don't know how he died, but a little while
afterwards, I remembered he had a cat. So I called the
animal control officer and let him know. He said an
officer was going back to the house right then, so he
would look for the cat. A while later, the neighbor
I'd talked to on the phone called to say a cat was
carried out, so we stopped worrying about the cat.
Well, except for thinking about it being locked up in
the house for a week with its dead/dying person.
Ds had a sleepover last night, so I don't know yet if
he had bad dreams or other problems after seeing the
body bag. But he seemed ok, more disturbed from the
shock of thinking it was us than from seeing the
closed body bag of someone he didn't know. Actually,
his only contact with the man was when he yelled at ds
for playing on what's technically his property, though
three yards merge there.
So, that's my contribution to the ghostliness. Am I
being melodramatic to think our insomnia and the cat's
yowling had to do with this? Juli
=====
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-Charles Austin Beard
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Nanci and Thomas Kuykendall
>So, that's my contribution to the ghostliness. Am IWhy would you think so? We are so out of touch with our hearts and souls and everyone forgets to rely on or trust their intuition. Instinct is often the most reliable sense in such situations, and I rely on mine. I believe you, your daughter, and your cat knew something was wrong next door. Maybe there was a restless energy there from the undiscovered deceased. Or perhaps it was the poor cat that was emenating nervous and unhappy energy which made you all so antsy. Perhaps it was merely a sense that something was not right over there. You can make the best determination, since you were there. Don't rely on other people to tell you what to feel.
>being melodramatic to think our insomnia and the cat's
>yowling had to do with this? Juli
Nanci K.
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Nanci and Thomas Kuykendall
We have a family history of dreams of picking
blackberries when we know someone who is dying/has
died. The bigger and juicier the blackberries, the
closer the person... Grandma used to dream this, and
Mum did when Grandma died...
Tracy
This seems a very special embodiment of family closeness and sharing passings. But does it make you not enjoy blackberries in happier times?
Nanci K.
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blackberries when we know someone who is dying/has
died. The bigger and juicier the blackberries, the
closer the person... Grandma used to dream this, and
Mum did when Grandma died...
Tracy
This seems a very special embodiment of family closeness and sharing passings. But does it make you not enjoy blackberries in happier times?
Nanci K.
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Tracy Oldfield
This seems a very special embodiment of family
closeness and sharing passings. But does it make you
not enjoy blackberries in happier times?
Nanci K.
Oooooh, no, not at all!!! Yum! LOL
Tracy
closeness and sharing passings. But does it make you
not enjoy blackberries in happier times?
Nanci K.
Oooooh, no, not at all!!! Yum! LOL
Tracy