SLOBBERDOG: DRIVING INSTRUCTOR

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Hello Muchos!    

Oh Come on Kieran!  Now what does Muchos mean?

Muchos?  Well don't you know?  It means friend.

Rubbish, you made that up.  What language is it?

Muchos?  French, I believe.

Never ... nothing in French ends in -os-  their stuff ends is -ois- -eau-.  Not -os-.

Well okay, then its probably Spanish or Mexican.  But so what, Jesse?  I made it up, okay?  It's a cool word.  I thought you said you liked words.

Yes, but not made up ones when you say it means something, and it doesn't.  FRIEND!  HA ... how dare you say it means friend ... thats lying Kieran, and lying's a sin.

Oh shoosh, Jesse. How do you know it doesn't mean friend? Maybe it does. Or what about this, Jesse ... listen to this ... this is cool, listen ... Maybe everybody who reads this blog story will start calling each other Muchos, instead of friend.  And then all their friends will call THEIR friends Muchos.  WHAHOOOO!  I'll be FAMOUS.   I will be called the MUCHOSMAKER!  And whenever I walk down the street people will bow down or curtsy and they will say ... um they will say this ... -Well done Muchosmaker -  and they will whisper to each other when they see me coming ... they'll whisper behind their hands and say, there's the guy who made up the word MUCHOS!

LOL LOL LOL   Kieran, you're crazy!

No, Jesse, that's how words start you know.  All the words in the dictionary started like that.  When lots of people use a word then the dictionary people put it in their dictionary.  Then there's this big ceremony and they wave some stuff around and say ... humbelebum is now a word!   The dictionary has millions of words now, but at one time it only had, er ... like a hundred?

You know what Mom told me? ... she said they also take words OUT of the dictionary.  She said they took out words like NUN, and ... I can't remember I think it was Convent and catechism ... and ... monstrance and liturgy and incense.

What?  That can't be true, Kieran, you are making that up.  Just like your MUCHOS.

I swear its true you can ask Mom yourself.  I think she told me she read it in the Time Magazine, but I'm not so sure.  Mom thinks its an evil plan to take away our faith.

Well, if it's true, ...and I don't believe it is, by the way..., Your Excellency Mr. Muchosmaker, LOL ... then she would be right.  But be quiet now ... we have work to  do, remember?

Oh ya, okay.

Today we have quite a bit of news. Some good. Lots bad. And a big bit is very worrying and means we might have to stop doing our Blog stories.

But first we have to report of Slobberdog.  Do you know that he has just started his own driving school?  Don't believe me?  Well, they say a pictures tells a thousand words .... so here goes: 

Aaaah poor Slobberdog!  I'm not even kidding ... he was so excited he really thought I was going to take him for a drive.  He wouldn't get out of the door, even though I opened it for him.  He sat there and sulked for 2 hours.  And that's the truth!  Only when Zoe came home she managed to coax him out.  He loves going for rides in the car and when Zoe goes to the squatter camp and its late and dark sometimes, she takes him along.  People don't mess with her when Slobberdog is in the car ... imagine!

MY TURN!

Well now it's my turn and the news isn't so good.  Mommy got very sick last week. She has been very stressed for a long time, but we didn't really know it because she didn't show it. We are a big family and there is not much money coming in at the moment. Well, not enough for us to pay all the things we have to pay. Mommy has been getting more and more scared. It's interesting that Moms can get scared.  But they can, you know!

My Mom doesn't mind telling us when she is scared.  She will just say, - Come here Jesse, come and sit with me and cuddle me and hold me REAL tight.-  Then I ask her - Why Mom?- and she sometimes says, - Because I am so scared Jesse - And then I always hold her tight for l-o-n-g, and tell her - Everthing will be alright, Mom.  Don't be scared.  I also get scared sometimes, but everything does come right in the end. - And after a while she settles down.

She DOES pray and she DOES trust the Lord ... so don’t any of you think that she doesn’t, because she DOES. But sometimes God tests you and he is probably testing her right now.

Anyway, because she was getting worried and stressed she started to feel funny in her head. But she just kept saying ... Not to worry. I’ve probably just eaten too much biltong or Pizza. LOL - She's so funny!  Then she says ... - I will be fine tomorrow. Don’t worry about me, really!  I'll be fine.-

Postinia - It was still being fixed.  It's not so messy now.  But it IS still PINK!
VERY PINK.  Mom said the little card didn't look THAT pink.

Last of last week she felt bad and went to Postinia for two days and felt much better and we were all very happy that she was up and about again, and smiling. But on Wednesday she felt very, very bad again. She went to see Dr. De Oliviera. Dr. De Oliviera gave her some blood pressure medicine because she said Mom'sblood pressure was much, much too high. She said Mommy could have a stroke. She told Mom to try to relax and not be so very busy. So when Mom came home and told Pippa, Pippa rushed Mom to Postinia and made her comfortable there and put her into bed. She slept there that night. But before she went to bed she took one of the pills that Dr. De Oliveria gave her.  She was all alone in Postinia.

When she woke up in the middle of the night she had a very, very bad headache like she never had before in her entire life. She got up to go to the toilet and was falling all over because she was so very dizzy. When she came back from the loo, she couldn’t find the door of the bedroom and was stumbling all over Postinia (it’s a very small cottage) and kept seeing doors but when she tried to go in them, she bashed into the walls because they were not doors, just her imagination.

The next morning her headache was still very bad so she sms-ed Pippa and asked her to bring Panado for her headache. Joanna came right away.  She looked at Mom and said, OH MY GOD! MOM! I’m taking you to the hospital right now.

I knew something was wrong because Mom was not in the house when we got up in the morning. When I asked where she was, Pippa said – Mom is at the hospital. She is very sick. Then I felt very worried, but we all went to school.


Then at lunch time I heard Tammy and the volunteers talking and they said that Mom’s hands swelled up and that she was very sick and even though they did lots of tests they couldn’t find anything wrong or the reason why her blood pressure was so high. The one volunteer said it was 220 over 130.  And the other volunteer said, - Good Lord ... that is VERY  BAD!  I became terrified then.

After I ate my lunch I heard some of my brothers and sisters talking with that same volunteer and I heard her say 220 over 130 AGAIN and I said ... What are you talking about? And then they said - Mommy is STAYING in hospital – and I was like ... Aah stop lying! And then they said NO! Its true. So then I thought Oh my! And I was asking everybody too many questions. So then I thought I should make sure for myself if she was at Postinia, just happy and smiling ... just resting and watching TV, reading her bible and all that stuff. I went walking down very very quickly to Postinia and I passed the Garden of Remembrance and I thought - what if Mommy died and was there with all the dead babies?  And I felt all chokey and the  tears came running down my cheeks.  Postinia's gate was locked and I couldn't get in.  I felt really scared and sad.  

Then I realised it was all true, and that Mommy was very very sick, and maybe she would die.  And I prayed and prayed for her. I made up  my mind that no matter what Pippa or Rhys said, I was going to go and see my Mom in that hospital.  I  wanted to see for myself that she was not dying.  But then Pippa said -But Kieran you can’t visit unless you are 12.  And that was the end of my hopes and dreams about visiting Mommy.

Mom in Hospital

B U T ... the good news is that God answered my prayer and on Saturday in the afternoon they let her come out of hospital because the hospital did not have enough nurses.  She didn't sleep the whole night because she was too scared to sleep in case she had a stroke and nobody would find her until the morning.  In the night she heard somebody ringing the alarm and ringing the alarm and not stopping to ring the alarm. 

And then she heard voices screaming down the passage and feet running.  And she stood at her door because she could not walk far because she was so dizzy.  She could hear ladies' voices tell that a very sick lady was feeling awfully bad and rang the alarm bell over and over but nobody came.  All the other ladies in the ward were too sick to get out of their beds.  So the first lady got out and when she walked she fainted.  So they had to take her to the emergency department downstairs.

Carlton

That was why Mommy did not feel safe there because what if she had a stroke and they did not find out until it was too late?  She could be dead, because she was in a room on her own.   In the morning when the doctor came she told him that she would feel safer in Postinia and he agreed because they did not have enough nurses. So now we made a plan that two-by-two of us can sit here at Postinia with her and we can keep after her.  And its really cool.   She made Pippa buy lots of things and Mom spoils us with them.  Chips, and cold drinks, and sweeties.  Fruit and sausages.  Chicken wings and cool DVD's to watch.  We have to wash her dishes though and keep things clean and tidy ... that's so funny ... washing three or four dishes at a time, in a tiny sink.  LOL LOL. We normally wash 150 dishes at a time!

My turn was on Saturday night, the first night she came home.  I went along with Carflton.  I was so happy she was home I just wanted to stare at her and touch  her hands.  It was Matthew's birthday so Carlton said he rather wanted to go to the birthday party.  But no way ... there's no party in the world I would rather go to than stay with my Mom.  So I made the couch very comfortable with pillows and a soft blanket.  I made a huge bowl of popcorn (with no salt!!!)  I made her a lovely cup of tea and I had a Sparletta Cream Soda.  Then I put her favourite DVD on, called RYAN'S DAUGHTER.  Actually it's her SECOND favourite.  Her favourite is THE MISSION.

So then me and Mom snuggled down very close and warm and cuddled each other while we watched the whole of RYAN'S DAUGHTER.  It's a very long mivie.  You have to use 2 DVDs.  It was so lovely.  Even though I don't like romantic movies so very much ... this one is really beautiful and very interesting. And I loved watching the whole thing sitting next to Mom knowing that she was feeling all weak and tearful.  I felt strong like a big man - like a hero, keeping her safe.  But then again I felt very sad because I am not big and strong enough for her.  She needs and deserves a real hero.  God said about Adam - Its not good for a man to be alone. - But what about a woman?  Is it okay for them ... not to have a real hero?  Not just a little kid like me?

That's just the funniest thing in the world! Such a tiny sink to wash a couple of dishes in!  LOL

Ryan's Daughter, (Sarah Miles)

Its so nice to have Mom home even though she is way down in Postinia.  I love her so much.  She makes me happy, even just to see her face makes me happy.  And I love the funny things she says and does.  She still makes jokes even though she is sick.  I wonder if I will find somebody like Mommy ... like a young girl like when she was a young girl ... when I am ready to marry ... because I would love to marry a girl like my Mom.  But Mom always laughs when I say that.  She says ... "You should speak to your Dad first.  He will give you lots and lots of reasons why you should not marry a girl like me."  And then she smiles, but her eyes look quite sad.

I also watched RYAN'S DAUGHTER with Mommy a few times.  (A long time ago, not now.)  She can watch it over and over again.  I think she has watched it like a million times.  Oh well, maybe just a thousand.  When I watched it with her I asked her if I would marry a girl like Sarah Miles and Mommy said ... -And why not?  She would be the luckiest girl in the world to get a super guy like you!! ---  Here's Sarah Miles.  I can imagine my Mom looking a bit like that when she was very young, can't you?  But when I said that she said ...
-W-H-A-T?  Kieran Jarvis ... maybe in my dreams!  And then she pinched my bum!  LOL

I remember after Mom said that to me I went to bed and felt so happy!  I dreamed about Sarah Miles.  I dreamed we were in a graveyard full of yellow daffodils and we were laughing and chasing each other, and picking the daffodils and we had bunches and bunches of them, but the graveyard was still full of them!  Have you ever seen a daffodil?  They are beautiful!  Mom always says that we must cherish daffodils because God made them our special flower.  Me and Jesse's.  She says they don't grow too well here in South Africa, but England is FULL of daffodils in May ... and we were born in May ... so that is why they are our special flower.  Maybe that is why I dreamed about them.  But why they were in a graveyard ... I don't know.  Brrrrrr!

Then we have some other news that has upset Mommy terribly and we need to find an answer to this big problem. While she was in hospital she tried to see if she could see our slobberdogblog on her cellphone. She was so happy when she found it because she had never tried it before. So, she looked down the list because there were lots of slobberdog titles there and she was surprised. So then she opened one or two and got such a big fright that she shut the internet straight away and started to cry. She was in hospital remember and not feeling very well.   What she saw on the other slobberdog titles is when you press the button on slobberdog it takes you to a rude place, all about sex and and teenagers and stuff.  A place that the devil has made especially to try and destroy slobberdog. Oh, no! Oh no! We are all sad now. Mom says she doesn’t want to give Satan a foothold into our family and maybe we have to close our blog stories down.

Well, I don’t think we should give up our slobberdog stories so easily. They belong to us. Maybe we should ask God to show us what to do. What if we put a special password on the thing so that they can only read it but nobody can do that devil stuff with our stories. What if we wrote to the people who manage the blogs and complained that these devil people are bothering us?

But for sure I don’t think we should close it down. Well, if we really have to and if the devil is really getting a foothold into our lives and our family then I know we should. But I would be so very sad to see Satan win because I love doing our stories and did you know that more than 1000 people are reading our stories?  I am sure that's why the devil doesn't want it there because God gets the glory and that makes Satan crazy.

You're right Jesse, I guess that is why the devil is so jealous and is trying to destroy what God is doing through our little blog. Ugh it makes me so mad. I wish I could find them and I would beat the living daylights out of them. But I know God wouldn’t want me to do that. Maybe I could ask my cousin Odiel, because he is a Policeman and he is so strong he can pick up a big fridge. He could surely teach them a lesson, and God won't mind because he's a policeman and its his job to beat baddies up. But I know it would NOT be easy to find these bad people.

Okay, so before we end I mustn't forget ... this is what Dan wanted me to put on Slobberdog.  He wants me to say this ... ‘Jesse I love you like a lamb chop!  from Dan’  LOL LOL LOL!   We didn't know about this LOL thing before we did Slobberdog.  Then we found out it means LOTS OF LAUGHTER.  And Mom said ... she said this ... - That LOL doesn't do your laughter any justice, Jesse.  Kieran yes, but not you.  Because you have the dirty laugh of an old sailor!--  I keep thinking about that and I wonder what she means.  My laugh's not DIRTY.  I know its very, very LOUD.  But EVERYTHING about me is LOUD. 

Please help us to find an answer because we are very worried about it. We don’t want to stop our slobberdog stories and I know that Slobberdog even would be sad that he is no longer famous. LOL

Happy Birthday Matthew!

Matthew is our nephew, because he is Pippa’s son. Saturday was his birthday.  It's on the same day as my Mom's brother, Uncle Berend. He turned 11. But he was a little bit sad because everybody was running around with the problems with Mom and the hospital. Still, Zoё and Chanel, Amy, Julie and Anna were having a bonfire and so they told Matthew he could join them and they would make a little party for him, and bake a cake and stuff.  Actually it turned out to be quite a big party, because I was here with Mom and we heard the vuvuzela's blowing and it was past 10 o'clock already!  And Mom said as soon as she is better she will go and buy him the present she promised him.

Jessica and Kiera are doing so well. They make me happy whenever I see them. They are really growing and smiling sometimes. Mom thinks they might end up being Danish. But first we have to try and find a South African family for them.  Little Caroline got adopted yesterday by an Indian family who live in Lenasia not too far from us.  And little Juanita finally went to live with her grandparents yesterday.  She was such a cutie.  I will miss her, but we do need the space for some of the other babies that are getting bigger every day. 

So, there is just one last favour I want to ask you (well, two actually). Please will you see if you can help us to find out how to keep our blog stories safe. Because most of you are older than us and have learnt more things and know more things.  Maybe we have to make everybody have a password and they have to get permission and identify themselves like a security thing. We didn’t want to do that because we thought it’s nice if the whole world could read our stories. But we forgot about the disgusting and bad people there are in this world, who want to destroy anything that is good or clean or nice and belongs to God’s people.  I think its great that we have more than 1000 people reading our blog stories now.  And we were thinking it would be so great if you could help us make the whole world green ... but now all those dreams are nearly gone.  It's too sad.

Secondly, please pray for our Mom. We want her to get better completely. Even if it takes a bit of time, we just want her to get back to her normal self.  Here is a picture of her ... can you see how sad she looks?  Even though she was very happy because Lucy bought her those roses and she loves Lucy with all her heart! 

And please when you find people who are mean to her, tell them to be kind to her for now because she is not supposed to stress too much. I know that people are always fighting with her about different things and she always says that looking after her big family and her lovely children never stresses her out, even if they are sick sometimes, or don't do well at school, or chop their fingers off and naughty stuff like that.  And even if money is a bit short. Her family is her heart's biggest joy. 

But when there are so many people interfering, its so hard.  One person wants her to do things THIS way and another person wants her to do things ANOTHER way and when she has to make a decision and its not what one of them wanted, they can become very rude.  My Mom has a very soft heart and she can't stand up to so many rude people.  That's why she gets stressed.  Please keep after her when you see something like that happening.  I just want her to get better!

I always wish Mommy would win the Lotto, REAL BIG! But she will never win the Lotto because she never buys a ticket! LOL. Mommy always says this, she says - There are too many cooks in my kitchen - That means that too many people with too many ideas make life too hard and stressful because she needs them all to stay on our side, and help us with love and not with pride.  She wants them to trust her that she does know what is best for her children.

Now we are going to end by showing you a picture of some of our brothers:  Aren't they cool? We want to start showing you the people in our lives and more photo's so you really get the picture.  You know what Mom calls it when there are a few of us together like that?  She calls it a HOLY HUDDLE!  LOL  LOL

GOING ROUND THE CIRCLE FROM THE LEFT:
JOSHUA, JEROME, JESSE, ERIN; THABANG

So by for now our MUCHOS!   LOL   LOL   LOL

Oh no, not THAT again!   Bye guys!