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The Joy Of Communicating Without Words

This morning it was 17 degrees fahrenheit, but with the wind chill it felt as though it were 5 here in Manhattan, this was according to my “The Weather Channel” iPhone app.  Because of the ongoing New York City school bus strike and because my husband is SuperDad minus the voluminous cape and lycra tights, Richard has been taking Emma to school each morning for the past ten days.  But this morning it was my turn to step up to the plate.

7:30AM this morning

Me:  Okay Em.  So here’s the deal.  I’m going to take you to school today, but Daddy told me it’s tough getting a cab, so we may have to walk.

Em:  Take taxi with Mommy to school.

Me:  Well, we’ll try to get a taxi outside our building, but if we can’t get one right away, we’re going to walk.

Em:  No, I don’t want to walk.  Take taxi.  Just you and me.

Me:  Em, we’re going to try to get one, but if we can’t we’re going to walk.

Em:  Nodding her head.  Together.

8:15AM

After trying for several futile minutes to hail a taxi we began to walk to Emma’s school.  The sidewalks were crowded with parents and children.  As Emma and I made our way in the cold, Emma began to make a loud singing like sound.  It wasn’t a song, more like one line of a song, sung loudly.  People turned to look at her.  At first I just continued to walk next to her, my hands tucked into the pockets of my coat for added warmth while Emma repeated the same song-like refrain loudly.  A few people stared.  Em linked her arm through mine and sang again.  I looked over at her, ignoring the curious looks from those we passed and sang back, but in a slightly different pitch.  She smiled and did it again.  I echoed her.  She laughed.  As we continued along toward her school in this way I noticed a few people smiling as they walked by us.  Once at an intersection Emma stopped “singing” and instead winked at me.  I winked back.  When we eventually arrived at her school, Emma turned to me and said, “Bye bye Mommy.  Had so much fun walking to school with Mommy!”

Yup.  Me too.

Emma – 2003

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