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Adulthood…….The maidenish and lonely years.

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loneliness2Hi everyone.

Let us know embark on my hopes and dreams as an adult. Well, well, well up until the age of about twenty four I was a lonely young lady who lived with her parents, worked in libraries, studied for my B Tech. National in Public Administration and City and Guilds Library Assistant Certificate.

In my spare time, I used to go to dancing classes, youth hostel association meetings and weekends away, all this in the hope of finding my Prince Charming.

Apart from that my spare-time activities centered on taking Brownie Guide meetings, going to Pack Holidays with the girls and if I was not doing that being with my parents, going on holiday with them, going to church with them, attending various conferences to which they were invited as well as mixing with members of the Czech Community as well as being a dutiful daughter.

Suddenly one day I had an eye opener which came as a cold shower to me as there was not a boyfriend or a possible guy I wanted to have a relationship with in the picture. My best friend invited me to her wedding together with my parents. During the reception and after congratulating her and her new husband she said to me. Do not worry your turn will come. At that very moment in time I thought she was joking.

Shortly afterwards I went round to a friend’s house with whom I used to take Brownie meetings and there was a young lad aged about twenty six, lying on the floor studying algebra. At that moment in time it was quite hard to concentrate on what the Guider in Charge had to say and at that very moment in time I thought to myself, nice arse, that I would not mind being friends with him

About six months later there was a phone call, it was this young man again. During the conversation he said there is a lovely Concert in the Festival Hall Soon, would you like to come. Yes, Ok. I replied. It was a moonlit night, the Concert was lovely, my companion was well attired and long behold there was a feeling of deep friendship developing inside me. This friendship carried on for about two years on and off when suddenly he announced I am leaving London and am going to live in the Isle of Man. Oh my God! What am I going to do?

Never mind my darling said my long suffering mama, you cannot win them all. There are plenty of fish in the sea……. Hopefully anyway I replied.

Unbeknown to me some people I knew from the dancing classes organised a meeting with a guy who also used to enjoy dancing. This particular gentleman was of a Jewish Faith. The friendship between us developed and went on and off also for two years. It was during this time that me and the previous gentleman were on a break. Suddenly I arranged a trip to Mexico with a group of Guiders from the region. Unfortunately, we had a coach accident and shortly after coming home the second gentleman and myself have split up. This was another turmoil in my life. So I sat at home knitting and crying my eyes out.

There was another turn in the story. The first gentleman in question came down to London to see me. He took me out for a meal, took me out for a drink and generally kept me company. This lasted for about a week. Shortly afterwards he went back to the Isle of Man. It was the same summer that my late grandmother organized a meeting between me and a Czech gentleman. I came over to Prague and he came over to London. During this time we wrote letters to each other. Secretly, I was hoping and dreaming the first gentleman in question would contact me again.

My long suffering mama could sense how I was feeling and frequently repeated Out of sight, out of mind. As she was saying this I was still hoping. Life carried on as normal for the next five years. I was in London; he was on the Isle of Man. This carried on for the next three or four years. Suddenly a letter came. Just a neutral letter which was testing the water. I replied, he wrote, back I replied again, and then suddenly there was a phone call during which he said. Would you like to come over for a holiday? Yes please, was the answer it is a lovely place for a holiday. Is it alright if I stay with a friend? About two or three nights later he proposed to me and shortly afterwards during an intimate moment it was the first time somebody actually fancies me as a woman and is interested in me as such. It is a lovely feeling.

Well folks, it is time to finish the post and go down to have my tea and leave the rest for my next post. The life of a writer’s widow on the Isle of Man.

That is all folks

Bye bye for now

Miki

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Nearby where I live is a Nursery School which is called Hopes and Dreams, and when I am passing the nursery I often think what are Hopes and Dreams.

What do all of us dream about, and what are our hopes for the future as:- 0

1/children 2/teen and young adults

2/adults

I suspect there are as many varieties of hopes and dreams as there are grains of sand on a wave kissed beach, and that no two grains are the same, but why not begin with the hopes and dreams of children, what might we see there?

What are the young childs Hopes and Dreams?

The first thing that comes to mind are sweets, chocolates and being in their  mothers arms. Then comes the question of reading, and the ideas that go through a young child mind. Are they going to dress up in colourful costume,  and slay many  fiery dragon, or hope that, one day, their Prince will come?

I experienced these and similar hopes and dreams when I was in the kindergarten in my home town of Prague in the Czech Republic. My happiest times were sitting on an old green swing which was covered bya huge weeping willow.

What was I really dreaming about? To this day I do not really know.

Maybe about nature and all the different flowers I could see in the garden where the swing was. Maybe about lunch as I could smell a sweet smell of custard coming out of the kitchen where lunch was being prepared. Maybe about going to Primary School, what my school friends are going to be like, and what my school bag is going to be like . The other dreams all  of us had were at guide camp at a place called Odlezly. There was an inter-patrol / inter-six canoeing competition judged by Guider in Charge and her Deputy. Our dream was to come first, but sadly were beaten by a better, if somewhat annoying  team.

But were there other dreams and hopes apart from the above, and are they deeper, than the simpler dreams before?

The answer is yes, yes and yes again.

But such dreams are for my next post, as during my teenage years so much was to change.

I stIll say long live the dreams of childhood though, for if they are happy dreams, they support us over the years to come

Hope you like this post, will enjoy reading it and want to come back for more bye bye for now, but  I hope you enjoy the video below- do you ever dream of being a chiwawa!

Childhood Hope and dreams