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07:12 pm: A Moment of Silence
Today, we had a moment of silence. No, not the sad kind. The kind that happens when children aren't talking. Juss got his first phone call--from a friend from school--and he was so amazed and frightened that he could not talk. He just held the phone and grinned.

I've never seen him like that. I was amazed.

When I asked him later he said, "I was afraid, and I didn' t know what to say."

We've started practice phone calls, to prepare for next time.


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Date:June 21st, 2009 01:49 am (UTC)

Phone protocol

Raised as a military dependent during the 60s, I was trained to answer the phone in a specifically prescribed manner: "Sergeant Brannon's quarters, his son speaking. May I ask who's calling, please?"

Even Stateside, living between posting, civilian grammar-school conducted phone etiquette lessons as part of the curriculum.

To my Aspergerish mind, the total neglect of such etiquette classes in the modern curricula in exchange for such things as Islamic traditions awareness projects or the herstory of Sacagewea [one of the more over-hyped figures in American history] entirely bewilders and depresses.

Anyway, regarding Juss -- cool!

When I used to hold the phone to Math's ear when he was small, he -- this most voluble of persons -- would respond to the person on the other end with silents nods and shakes of his head. :>)

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Date:June 21st, 2009 01:50 pm (UTC)

Re: Phone protocol

I, too, was trained to answer the phone because Dad had a home office. My kids, however, cannot reach any of our phones and we have answering machines, so it's never come up. I do think its a good thing to go over with them, though.
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