The Chosen by Chaim Potok

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In the beginning, it was difficult to see where the author was going with the story.  I read four chapters before I understood the plot.

The setting of the story is Brooklyn, New York, during the early 1940’s.  The main characters are teenage boys named Danny and Reuven.  Both boys come from Jewish families; however, Danny is an ultra-orthodox Jew and his father would normally not allow Danny to hang out with Reuven.

The boys got to know each other after a baseball game.  Reuven was pitching and Danny hit the ball straight into Reuven’s face.  Since Reuven was wearing glasses, he needed surgery to remove glass from one of his eyes.

Danny felt horrible about the accident and would visit Reuven at the hospital.  At first Reuven had no desire to befriend Danny, but Reuven’s father thought it was important for the boys to become friends.  He told Reuven, “The Talmud says a person should do two things for themselves.”  The first was to find a teacher and the second was to find a friend.

Eventually, a friendship developed between the boys.  It required a lot of work and things didn’t always go smoothly.

The story teaches us a lot about the benefits of friendship and the importance of maintaining a friendship even when it is difficult.

Even though the book had a slow start, I did enjoy reading it and gained some perspective on the value of friendships.

 

Carbon Monoxide Drama Day

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I was at the doctor’s office with Mom this afternoon.  Gwen called to say the smoke/carbon monoxide detector went off and it said to evacuate the house.  I told Gwen to get all the dogs and go outside immediately.

I told Mom what was happening at the house.  She agreed that I should go and check on the situation.  I said I would come back as soon as I could.

I rushed home and called 911 to report the issue.  The fire department came to the house with a carbon monoxide detector.  They walked through the entire place and they checked all the gas lines.  They also inspected the detector.

The good news, there was no carbon monoxide detected in the house.  The problem was caused by a faulty detector, so we will be going to store to buy a new one.

After they finished, I went back to the doctor’s office to get Mom.  On the way home, we stoped by LawLer’s BBQ to get stuffed potatoes for dinner.  They were delicious.

I think I am going to go to bed early tonight, because that’s enough drama for me today.

My Soda Bottle Boat

I built a boat out of 2-liter soda bottles and waterproof fabric.  The pool noodles were used to create a comfortable seat.  The bottles are held together with gorilla glue, duct tape, and rope.  I used Flex Seal to adhere the fabric to the boat and the duct tape held it all together, while the Flex Seal was drying.

Today, I took my boat out on its maiden voyage.  I am sad to say, it did not go well.  The boat was way off balance and kept tipping over and throwing me into the water.  On a positive note, the boat never sank.

The boat will now spend the rest of its life at the city dump.

 

 

 

Dead Children’s Playground

Maple Hill Cemetery is the oldest cemetery in Huntsville, Alabama.

On the grounds of the cemetery, there is a park.  It is located at the bottom of what looks like a crater.  The official name is Maple Hill Park; however, locals call it Dead Children’s Playground.

It is a popular place for paranormal investigators and ghost hunters to visit or conduct research.  According to local folklore, the park is haunted by the children in the cemetery.  At midnight, they come out to play on the swings.  It is said, the swings will start moving and you can hear children laughing in the middle of the night.

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BAHA Implant Update

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I finally got the outer processor for my BAHA (Bone Anchored Hearing Aid) implant this week.  I am not really sure how I feel about it yet.

I am hearing better, which is great.  However, it sounds a lot different from a typical hearing aid.  I struggle to understand what people are saying, but I guess that will get better as I get used to the device.

The outer processor has a magnet, which attaches to the magnet under my skin, and sends the sound vibrations to the titanium screw in my skull, which then vibrates to send the sound directly to my inner ear.  The two parts are working great together and putting on the outer piece is really simple.  I just hold it up to my head, so the magnets can pull toward each other, and it pops into place.

The downside of the magnet system is the outer processor can be knocked off my head.  It’s a delicate and expensive device, so dropping it is not recommended.

The audiologist did give me a clip with a plastic wire that can attach to the outer processor and then it can be clipped to my shirt.  I am not a fan of this device.  I feel like a preschooler, whose parents clipped stuff to their shirt to prevent them from losing it.

In about a week or so, I am going to write another blog post about the implant.  By then I will be used to it, so some of these problems should be solved.