Out of all the ladies in that home, I love Norma the most. She is gentle, and always quiet. i watch her alot, as she sits, seemingly blank, wondering what little things fill her head. Had she been born like the rest of us, she would have been beautiful. She has a small frame with dark thick lashes, and dark blue eyes that are beginning to go blind.
I am trying to get her to be more curious about the world around her. I put blocks in her hands. When we go to stores, I have her touch things, feathers, cloth, boxes. I want to teach her sign language as has been requested in her goal book.
Her pony tail came undone today. As I was fixing it the light caught her hair that had filtered through the shades. All of the gray became silver, like light even.
Norma picks up on when someone around her is upset. She will rub a persons back when she sees that, but only then.
Later on I was thinking about how I may have to leave this house, because of my manager who gets worse with everyday. I was so optimistic about this job, and thinking about the recent turn of events with it made me sadder than I can describe. She touched my back then and rubbed the back of my head.
I was very touched by it.
I hope so much that things will smooth over with the house manager there...
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