Category Archives: Jon

Catch-up

(The first story is an old-ish creative writing piece, done at the end of March. On the first day of the month we have a ritual of changing all of the calendars in the house (Jon has three; I have one in my office and there’s one in the kitchen. It’s a big deal ’round these parts!) In this piece his mind was elsewhere (maybe on flipping calendars?); the teacher noted he needed reminding about periods and capitals. —L)

Friday

Tomoro will be Friday Martch 31 2006. On Friday Martch 31 2006 it will be the last day of Martch. After Martch comes April. On April 1 we change the Callindor. I have a video to watch on Friday.

Jonathan

(Jon has the background music from his Playstation game Spyro the Dragon loaded into iTunes, which he likes to have playing while he does his spelling practice. Mr. Multi-Tasker! —L)

The Computer

I like to go on the computer. I love going to play games but first I do my spelling with some Spyro music. After my spelling with some Spyro music I play a game called Math Missions. In Math Missions there is jump for toys and the subway. Then I love going to the next game.

Jon

Grandpa’s Birthday Party


(This was written about Jon’s Grandpa’s (and Great-Auntie Marcia’s) 70th birthday dinner we went to a week ago. We went to Rodney’s Oyster House where Jon proceeded to demolish a plate of steamed clams (in lieu of his favourite shellfish, mussels—alas, unavailable that night), a fish-and-chips entrée with salad, and a slice of a homemade, chocolate birthday cake (snuck in with the assistance of staff). Burp.—L)

Grandpa Suzuki was 70 years old.
Daddy brought in the cake and candles.
I didn’t have mussles I just had clams. and when Daddy brought in the cake and candles we startted to sing Happy Birthday. Then we ate some cake and The cake was yummy.

Jon

The subwaytrain

Did you go on the subwaytrain? The Doors on the real subwaytrain went Bing Bing Bing. and when the doors went Bing Bing Bing that means that the doors are closing. I go to stop numbor one. and then I go to stop numbor two. then I go to stop numbor three. I went to see my daddy at Sant lornst margy.

Subway

Well, it turns out that in terms of creative writing, March Break means BREAK, dad, so instead of Jon adding his thoughts to these photos, it will be me. Sorry folks.

Recently, our local subway station completed its elevator installation, and Jon can now accompany us anywhere on the TTC subway line. That has an elevator. That is working. Still, it is not only a great step forward, but made for one excited 9-year-old boy. Jon was stoked for the day.

On the platform, waiting for his first train in living memory.


In some of the cars, if you are able to find select seats empty, you can access wheelchair locks.


Destination reached: St. Lawrence Market in just over an hour, door to door. In the downtown core, elevator connections to street level are in the office towers, so some searching is required.


Tired but happy, Jon finds a little cocooning time at Shopsy’s.

This first trip was quite exhausting, and we were all grumpy for the rest for the day. But two days later we followed up with another subway excursion, and it was a piece of cake. Needless to say, Jon is absolutely subway-crazed these days.