Our Community: Thank You XXX

by doodaddy on November 30, 2007

With all the complaining I do about weird parenting behaviors, you might think I was some sort of misanthrope. Nothing could be farther from the truth. In all honesty, I feel huge amounts of love and connection from the people around me.

  • The firefighters who ring their bell as they pass.
  • The old guy who spends sunny days on his stoop. We pass him on the way to the playground and he always has a friendly word.
  • C. the fine arts grad student-slash-barista at our Peet’s who thinks that Boobaby is even cooler than a Proust sentence.
  • The corner grocer where we buy bananas who always greets Boo in Arabic. (Tellingly, she seems to think that his "salaam" is the same as another friend’s "shalom." Brings tears to my eyes.)
  • The political mom around the corner who tells us how to get involved in improving the neighborhood.
  • K., the sandwich lady at a cafe we frequent, who makes Boo special steamed milk that’s not too hot.
  • So many tons of mommies, daddies, nannies, grandies, and other caregivers that I couldn’t initialize every single one — from A. to Z., our neighborhood and playground.

Back when I was teaching outdoor ed at youth hostels, I would talk to the kids a lot about communities — of family members, neighbors, classrooms, animals, and so on. Bringing up Boobaby in a neighborhood I’ve called home for nearly 15 years, I am finding that I am the learner now. Community takes a certain synergy — a more-or-less constant presence unified with shared goals. That ain’t so easy, sometimes.

But it’s really, really rewarding, and invaluable for a growing baby. So, for my final thank-you in this month of thank-yous:

Thanks, community!

I’m sad to leave, but I also know that communities are everywhere, and participating in new ones after we move will only make us stronger.

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creative-type dad November 30, 2007 at 10:22 pm

I had a neighbor growing up who said “salaam” all the time, my brother and I thought he was offering us salami

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