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The Hana Chronicles: Month 6, Day 22

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July 13, 2026- When Aram is interrupted, while saying something he deems important, he will raise his voice and slow his cadence. He makes sure than he finishes what he has to say. Hana showed the same assertiveness, this morning. When she was talking, after having had a mildly hard adjustment to a new form of medication, I began to re-assure her that all was well. She wasn’t finished, and raised her voice to complete her vocal thought.

I’m proud of her for stepping up so early in life. Her sounds have a cadence to them that indicate clear thought, and they are interspersed with English and Korean words that fit the context of the situation. She was quite clearly processing her feelings about her experience.

As the day wore on, she was very much irritated with her slowly emerging top incisors. I can see them poking through the inside of her gums. There is no wondrous magic that helps a child deal with teething- from the first incisors to the misnamed “Wisdom Teeth”, of early adolescence. Only love and patience see us all through.

I left this evening, to help co-ordinate a Baha’i Spiritual Feast. When I got back, Aram and Yunhee said Hana had gone to sleep with only a minimum of fuss.She must have run out of steam. During the day, she is quite loud, when speaking, seemingly about a variety of subjects. I look forward to her “discourses” on whatever comes into her mind.

HANA’S NOTE- I have seen my Daddy insist on being able to finish his sentences. I am going to do the same. I think a lot about things and my thoughts can be put into words-even if grown-ups think I’m just babbling.

YEAR IN REMEMBRANCE-1965 This was the year I really started to build up my LP collection. I had a cheap record player, that I kept for ten years. I even brought the machine to college-where it was jokingly known to everyone in my dorm as “The Set”. I didn’t care; the old device fit my needs. It played all my LPs., from The Beatles and Stones to Andy Williams and Neil Diamond. It, along with my transistor radio. was my ticket to another world.

I got through every class in my Freshman year, except Algebra I. It would take me two more tries to pass the subject- my Sophomore regular year and Summer School, thereafter. Mr, John Quinlan finally made the light shine-and I moved up the math ladder.

My Sophomore Year’s teachers were a significant improvement over the Grade 9 crew. Biology, English Grammar and World History all were crystal clear. I still write under Miss Kochakian’s rules of punctuation and style. French, under Mme. Jeanne Gorton, was all the more so. The damage done by her predecessor was largely cleared up, with Madame Gorton’s Parisian flair and discipline. Algebra I remained a cipher, until Mr. Quinlan tied everything together, the following summer.

The Hana Chronicles: Month 5, Day 10

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May 31, 2026- Hana’s two bottom incisors, the “front teeth”, are out from under her gums. Her Dad was the first to do the honours of “brushing” them with a soft cloth, this morning. Her parents find that all the other milk teeth (“baby teeth”) are under her gums. They will appear right on schedule, it seems. The process this time was fairly quick, in terms of the discomfort she felt. She likes her yellow teething ring and would massage the eruption area with her fingers, when it got too uncomfortable.

In another month, we should see the two top incisors, with all the rest coming in by the time she reaches the age of two. If the first eruption is any indication, Hana will call attention to the arriving teeth and try to provide her own soothing, while gratefully accepting comfort from her grown-ups.

She is very chatty, and among other things, will hold her cloth book that features a few zoo animals and begin talking aloud about what she sees. This is her mimicking our read alouds, of course, but we acknowledge her efforts and show that we take her speech seriously. She is also eating pureed foods-having taken some rice porridge, zucchini and sweet potato, thus far. The last one is her favourite. She is relatively neat about it, and tries to hold her own spoon, with some success. I will need to help her practice that skill, this coming week.

With both parents having to go into their employers’ offices, five days a week, I will shoulder a large part of her upbringing, over the next year or two. So, many milestones will be chronicled here. It is probably going to be the most enjoyable job I’ve ever had.