tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989868046530861811.post6163905395336998668..comments2023-10-26T06:14:39.540+11:00Comments on Sally Rippin: Why I Love MondaysSally Rippinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17925937323236380791noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989868046530861811.post-67479208742693178782011-11-08T11:40:34.274+11:002011-11-08T11:40:34.274+11:00Yup. It was all about the beer.
I remember seeing ...Yup. It was all about the beer.<br />I remember seeing a documentary as a child about babies who grew up in orphanages who were fed and changed but never picked up and cuddled and it wasn't until some time later that the carers realised that the babies weren't developing normally, neither physically nor mentally. It moved me and shocked me terribly and the image of those floppy unloved babies has always stayed with me. <br />Now when my youngest refuses cuddles I tell him, like vegetables, he needs them to grow. :-)Sally Rippinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17925937323236380791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3989868046530861811.post-36001136375063469462011-11-08T11:31:23.822+11:002011-11-08T11:31:23.822+11:00Yes, I often wonder what it must do to someone to ...Yes, I often wonder what it must do to someone to not grow up with physical affection. A state of terrible deprivation.<br />That was a very inspiring story.<br />P.S. Re facebook - now Michael owes us both a beer. Nice work. ;)Rachel Powerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18076347414401820489noreply@blogger.com