(Monday) the Wakefield Doctrine “… of fluency, the weight of the world and body language”

Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

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there is an old mothersaying, ‘your eyes are bigger than your stomach‘  that popped into my mind as I stare at today’s subtitle. All three, (elements of today’s aforementioned subtitle), are definitely topics that I want to cover this week, however, why on earth am I trying to do it all in one Post?  …a Monday post, at that!  (wait!  damn! did we just uncover a possible Doctrine insight into the choice of sayings, admonitions, scoldings and other mother-centric  epigrams?!! shit!  I hadn’t counted on this…but, I have come to learn that when you see a rabbit, it’s way, way better to postpone what you are doing and follow it, ’cause you never know when you might see another one).

your eyes are bigger than your stomach‘   ‘you’re cutting off your nose to spite your face‘  ‘there is nothing to be ashamed of in honest work, no matter how it may appear‘.

Hey!  anyone out there, who know(s) for certain that your mother was a scott  or a roger ? If so and,  one or more of her ‘sayings’  have stuck with you to this present day in your   ‘so-no-longer-a-child-why-do-I-still-remember-this’!?  send them in… I’ll include it in this here Post here. I’m suspecting that there is a discernible difference in the choice of what mothers tell their children (in the 4 to 11 year old range… ) based on their, (the mothers), worldview. My own mother was a clark, (‘of the finest water’), but you had to have been thinking that in the first paragraph. (If not, then we will cover it when I get back on topic, i.e. ‘fluency in the Wakefield Doctrine’.)

So send them in, I’ll update throughout the day.

(…maybe a vid Post to supplement this… yeah!  there’s something I haven’t tried yet!  write a Post and add to it in video form.  quick! someone ask questions!)

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Well, what exactly do you want to know? Whether I am a clark or a scott or roger? If you have to ask, then you need to keep reading the Posts for two reasons: a)to get a clear enough understanding to be able to make the determination of which type I am and 2) to realize that by definition I am all three.* *which is true for you as well, all three...but mostly one

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  1. lrconsiderer says:

    Frist ;)

  2. lrconsiderer says:

    I remember no sayings but a very strong determination to treat my sister and I with fairness, never showing preference.

  3. Christine says:

    I’m thinking…

  4. zoebyrd says:

    My mother always and forever even yesterday as a matter of fact… hollers in french….the equivalent of ” damn stubborn pighead!” not AT anyone just when she is po’d about something in the moment. I guess its her version of ” dammit!” Another classic is when trying to get someone to eat something as a kid was to holler about how much money it cost… a classic that still lives on is … ” Matthew, apples DO NOT grow on trees now eat it!” and “Prunes are just big raisins… eat it!” and the ever popular out sick from school note ” Lydia was sick because she was ill. ” Nothing more just that… Cant tell you how many times the nuns accused me of writing my own notes.

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      lol

      I’m getting a scottian vibe here… ‘eat it’ being the culinary equivalent of ‘HEY!’

      ah! nuns…. a post…. no! make that a whole blog!! in and of itself!

      • zoe says:

        SHe gives predators a bad name….My mother would eat you alive! with a screaming roger bringing up a close second…

      • zoe says:

        actually I think “eat it ” was the equivalent of “or I will stuff it down your throat!” come to think of it she woulda made a great nun…. well, in some respects but thats a story for another time….ahem.

  5. Kristi says:

    My mom is more of a roger than I am. She taught me empathy for others by asking, “How would that make you feel?” I don’t really remember sayings, per se, but always the encouragement to think about the feelings of others.

  6. Molly Molly M. says:

    My mother is a quiet scott.
    When we told her of some crazy idea we wanted to try, she’d snort-laugh and say, “Good luck. You’ve got a snowball’s chance!” (A snowball’s chance in hell. There are certain words she refuses to use.) … but it is the look in her eyes that sticks with me. They would issues such a challenge, that we often were unsure whether or not to proceed. We felt that if we started, we had to succeed.

    • clarkscottroger clarkscottroger says:

      Molly

      the ‘eyes of a scott’ are something that you do not easily forget. they promise…what’s that line from ‘A Clockwork Orange’? ‘angel trumpets and devils trombones’ ? lol
      the thing about scotts is that they don’t have to shout (though they tend to enjoy loud noises) to impress people, it is (usually) the look in the eye, a look that conveys: ‘there may be no limit to how I will respond’ it is this non-defined quality that causes reasonable and rational people to acquiese preferring to give up whatever the issue is, rather to find out how insane this person can be! lol

  7. My mom, as you know, is a scott. And her two favorite phrases? “Let me tell you something…” – and you knew you were in for a diatribe about your wrongdoings. The second, “we’ll see,” meaning, nuh uh, no, we wont!. HAHA.

  8. Denise says:

    I’ve got one! My mother about food items I declined because, well, no thanks, don’t like it….lol

    “how do you know, if you’ve never tried (it, them)”

  9. Denise says:

    No doubt this will get buried under a new post today, but whatever….:)

    Good “experiment”. How a person phrases what it is they are trying to express.
    Their verbal representation is surely determined/influenced by our own worldview, ie. how OUR ears are hearing the sentence that was made.

    It is in the question that is asked. My mother was a clark. I am a clark. I “hear” her asking me how I can know a thing without first having experienced it. It is not a dare or an order. It is not an admonition for not liking a thing because “everyone” likes (fill in the blank).

    It is a challenge to experience a new thing. For how else can you know? Ya know?