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Hi-Noon: Getting Skills On, Off Court

The thumping sound of bouncing basketballs echoed throughout the Warehouse on a recent Sunday morning. While a men’s league sank 3-pointers on one court, another group warmed up nearby. “I want to play a game of basketball!” shouted 6-year-old Henry Peterschmidt. He was one of a dozen kids gathered to learn some new skills. But the primary focus of this league isn’t dribbling and shooting – it’s social interaction. Last month, Northwest Autism Center launched its first recreational basketball program for children with autism spectrum disorder/Cindy Hval, Washington Voices. More here. (Colin Mulvany SR photo: Volunteer Jamie Palmer helps Isaac Mitchell, 5, with his dribbling skills)

Question: This program is the first of its kind locally. Do you think there should be more recreational sports opportunites specifically for kids with autism spectrum disorder?\

volunteer Jamie Palmer helps Isaac Mitchell, 5, with his dribbling skills.

Cindy: Smile When You Say Bowling

I don’t like change. It’s hard for me to let go of the familiar and embrace something new. Perhaps that’s why New Year’s Eve has always been my least favorite holiday. In addition, there’s often so much pressure to see the old year out in a spectacular way. That hasn’t always worked out well for me. As a teen and young adult, some of the most miserable dates of my life occurred on New Year’s. One fellow’s idea of fun was taking me to his elderly parents’ home to watch bowling on television. That was followed by actual bowling. When the clock struck 12, I dropped my ball on his foot – accidentally, of course/Cindy Hval, Washington Voices. More here.

Question: Can you describe your worst date? (Or: were you ever a worst date for someone else?)

Forgetful Tooth Fairy Takes Flight

Editor’s note: Spoiler alert re: the Tooth Fairy and Santa Claus.

I found it wrapped in tissue and tucked within the zippered pocket of my purse. The small pearly white gem had been there for a month and we’d all forgotten about it – even the Tooth Fairy. Sam, 11, has been losing the last of his baby teeth at a rapid rate. Evidently, our pastor preaches tooth-rattling sermons, because lately the teeth have come out during church on Sunday morning. At some point during the service Sam scoots past us in the pew with his hand clasped over his mouth. He eventually returns with bloody paper towels protruding from his lips. I can only imagine what the people who sit behind us must think. Alas, this rite of passage has caused some tension in our home. One of Sam’s parents is unwilling to part with the magic and mystery of the Tooth Fairy. The other has been there, done that and moved on/Cindy Hval, Washington Voices. More here.

Question: Did/do your children believe in the Tooth Fairy and Santa Claus?

Cindy: On Being A Mom & Why

More than 20 years ago, for reasons now unclear, I decided to have a baby. Derek and I had been married three years, and I guess it seemed natural to want to expand our family. Of course, we could have bought a dog, but we didn’t. Truthfully, I’ve always wanted to be a mom. As a child, when asked what I wanted to be when I grew up my standard answer was, “Flight attendant, actress, librarian and mother”/Cindy Hval, Washington Voices. More here. Also by Cindy:

Question: What’s the best/worst thing about being a parent.

Hi-Noon: Dealing w/Cell Phone Spiels

Recently, when the numbers on my cell phone keypad grew so worn I could no longer read them, I reluctantly decided to get a new phone. The world of cell phone technology has changed since my last purchase. My once cutting-edge, sleek flip-phone is now considered a quaint antique. The fast-talking lady at the phone kiosk showed me an array of phones that apparently can do everything from defrost chicken to launch an air assault over Cuba. She showed me a phone with a cute little slide out keyboard. “You don’t even need your computer to get and send e-mail!” she enthused. “But I can’t type on one of those,” I said. “There’s not enough room for my fingers”/Cindy Hval, Washington Voices. More here.

Question: Do you enjoy going to Verizon or some other cell phone dispenser for a new phone? Or does the spiel fed you by glib clerks turn you off?

Boy In Street Gives Sunday Meaning

Sunday morning. Same routine, same rush to get everyone out the door in an attempt to make it to church on time. Same route with the same irritating Sunday drivers. But two weeks ago, our Sunday sameness was interrupted. “Look at that guy!” my husband exclaimed. A car had stopped in the middle of Lincoln Road and a man was standing near the driver’s door, talking to someone. That someone was a small boy wandering down the center of the street. I wondered if his kid had jumped out of the car, but the boy seemed confused and wary of the man. We pulled up beside him and turned on our flashers. “I’m getting out,” I said. The driver seemed relieved as I approached. “Is this your child?”/Cindy Hval, Washington Voices. More here.

Question: Have you ever “lost” one of your kids. Did you ever wander off as a child?

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