Guest guest Posted October 25, 2007 Report Share Posted October 25, 2007 humorous; about creative stress relief techniques It's a beautiful, sunny day at the neighborhood park. Not a cloud in sight. Only a nice, light breeze and warm air. Children take a break from home and school.lers and kinder gardeners gather round the sandbox. Happy voices, roar " vrooom! " and " screeeeeach! " as toy cars are made to race over hills of sand, and occasionally collide. Suddenly, they are joined by another. She walks through the break in the sand box crowd, and makes her way to the center. Little faces watch with wide eyes, as she throws herself down upon her tummy and begins to wail and scream. Her angry fists pound, and feet kick. Sand is flinging, raining out from all sides of the plastic sandbox. Some children brush the unwelcomed, flying yellow grains from their hair and clothes. Others spit or pick tiny golden granules from their tongues. Disgusted expressions, as it has not a sweet taste. One child gives another a bewildered look. " I didn't know that big people did that, too. " He says, in amazement. The other just shruggs in confusion. A parent reaches for her purse, and fumbles through the clutter. A cell phone emerges, and moments later, sirens draw near. " What seems to be a problem, ma'am? " One officer asks. " I was just taking a break from work. " The lady replies. " Uh-oh, my twenty minutes is almost up. " She gasps, while studying her wrist watch. " I have to get back to Macy's, those angry customers aren't done with me yet. " Wishing you all love and laughter and maybe a sandbox all you own, Tara Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 25, 2007 Report Share Posted October 25, 2007 :-) tara jacoby <tjmassage7777 wrote: humorous; about creative stress relief techniques It's a beautiful, sunny day at the neighborhood park. Not a cloud in sight. Only a nice, light breeze and warm air. Children take a break from home and school.lers and kinder gardeners gather round the sandbox. Happy voices, roar " vrooom! " and " screeeeeach! " as toy cars are made to race over hills of sand, and occasionally collide. Suddenly, they are joined by another. She walks through the break in the sand box crowd, and makes her way to the center. Little faces watch with wide eyes, as she throws herself down upon her tummy and begins to wail and scream. Her angry fists pound, and feet kick. Sand is flinging, raining out from all sides of the plastic sandbox. Some children brush the unwelcomed, flying yellow grains from their hair and clothes. Others spit or pick tiny golden granules from their tongues. Disgusted expressions, as it has not a sweet taste. One child gives another a bewildered look. " I didn't know that big people did that, too. " He says, in amazement. The other just shruggs in confusion. A parent reaches for her purse, and fumbles through the clutter. A cell phone emerges, and moments later, sirens draw near. " What seems to be a problem, ma'am? " One officer asks. " I was just taking a break from work. " The lady replies. " Uh-oh, my twenty minutes is almost up. " She gasps, while studying her wrist watch. " I have to get back to Macy's, those angry customers aren't done with me yet. " Wishing you all love and laughter and maybe a sandbox all you own, Tara Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 25, 2007 Report Share Posted October 25, 2007 I NEED that sandbox! Thanks Tara... love & light ~Jen~ , tara jacoby <tjmassage7777 wrote: > > humorous; about creative stress relief techniques It's a beautiful, sunny day at the neighborhood park. > Not a cloud in sight. Only a nice, light breeze and warm air. > Children take a break from home and school. lers and kinder gardeners gather round the sandbox. > Happy voices, roar " vrooom! " and " screeeeeach! " as toy cars > are made to race over hills of sand, and occasionally collide. > Suddenly, they are joined by another. > She walks through the break in the sand box crowd, and makes > her way to the center. > Little faces watch with wide eyes, as she throws herself down > upon her tummy and begins to wail and scream. > Her angry fists pound, and feet kick. > Sand is flinging, raining out from all sides of the plastic sandbox. > Some children brush the unwelcomed, flying yellow grains > from their hair and clothes. Others spit or pick tiny golden > granules from their tongues. > Disgusted expressions, as it has not a sweet taste. > One child gives another a bewildered look. > " I didn't know that big people did that, too. " He says, in amazement. > The other just shruggs in confusion. > A parent reaches for her purse, and fumbles through the clutter. > A cell phone emerges, and moments later, sirens draw near. > " What seems to be a problem, ma'am? " > One officer asks. > " I was just taking a break from work. " > The lady replies. > " Uh-oh, my twenty minutes is almost up. " > She gasps, while studying her wrist watch. > " I have to get back to Macy's, those angry customers aren't done with me yet. " > Wishing you all love and laughter and maybe a sandbox all you own, > Tara Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 25, 2007 Report Share Posted October 25, 2007 Hee,hee!!! " Meeee tooooo!!!! Oh! I could probably take my angelbunny's cage, and fill it with sand! Come on over! Let's have a 'tantrum party'. Love, Tara >Jen <jen wrote: > I NEED that sandbox! Thanks Tara... love & light ~Jen~ , tara jacoby <tjmassage7777 wrote: > > humorous; about creative stress relief techniques It's a beautiful, sunny day at the neighborhood park. > Not a cloud in sight. Only a nice, light breeze and warm air. > Children take a break from home and school. lers and kinder gardeners gather round the sandbox. > Happy voices, roar " vrooom! " and " screeeeeach! " as toy cars > are made to race over hills of sand, and occasionally collide. > Suddenly, they are joined by another. > She walks through the break in the sand box crowd, and makes > her way to the center. > Little faces watch with wide eyes, as she throws herself down > upon her tummy and begins to wail and scream. > Her angry fists pound, and feet kick. > Sand is flinging, raining out from all sides of the plastic sandbox. > Some children brush the unwelcomed, flying yellow grains > from their hair and clothes. Others spit or pick tiny golden > granules from their tongues. > Disgusted expressions, as it has not a sweet taste. > One child gives another a bewildered look. > " I didn't know that big people did that, too. " He says, in amazement. > The other just shruggs in confusion. > A parent reaches for her purse, and fumbles through the clutter. > A cell phone emerges, and moments later, sirens draw near. > " What seems to be a problem, ma'am? " > One officer asks. > " I was just taking a break from work. " > The lady replies. > " Uh-oh, my twenty minutes is almost up. " > She gasps, while studying her wrist watch. > " I have to get back to Macy's, those angry customers aren't done with me yet. " > Wishing you all love and laughter and maybe a sandbox all you own, > Tara Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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