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| My Flesh and Blood | |||
March 19th, 2008 by
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Somehow, Susan Tom ended up adopting 11 special needs children. In this documentary we observe her and the children for one year. What follows, is a touching but honest story about the family. Some are sick, very sick. Some are angry about their past and they certainly don’t like each other all the time. But they all have Susan, who’s trying her best to just make everything work. | ||||||||
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'My Flesh and Blood' is a very diverse story. It doesn't drag into the medical battles some of these children have to handle -- although it does touch on them. But rather shows a story of a family that's just a little different. On the other side, this family is just as any other. They go to school, get boyfriends, fight with their brothers. And combining the 'ordinary family' with the 'special needs family' makes this a truly unique picture.
It isn't some sensational product and doesn't shy away from touching some of the deeper problems. These children are people too. And not just people you would feel sorry for, they can be cranky b's too. The filmmakers also don't ignore the other side of Susan Tom. Having some strange arguments with the children, she isn't always the loving and caring mother either. But in the end, this movie is about a beautiful family. They fight, they argue, but in the end they all love each other. | ||||||||
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Touching, I have not seen it yet, looks very good though.
OMG!
That’s was beautiful.
First today i saw that tv-program “Extreme Home Makover” there the family tom got their new home. I live in Sweden.
I love all the family.. They give so much love. Specially Faith. Now i understand why she got the name Faith.
I wish i could write to family.
I saw Anthony too. Too bad he passed away but he will always being with us in their hearts and ours too.
I wonder what the children doing now? Xenia, Hannah, Libby, Cloe, Katie, Margaret and of course Faith.
I would write some poems to them here because i dont know how to contact them:
A cloud tied to string
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I have a language
a tounge of my own
that I love to speak
and I speak alone
it whispers me pictures
it strips worlds to bones
it paints me feelings
and finds the way home
My favorite song
this laungage sings
is a bouquet of sunflowers
and a cloud tied to string
I walk through a park
and you’re by my side
in this beautiful land
where you hold my hand.
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Bye o many hugs from me and sweden
/Ted Jonsson, Eskilstuna in Sweden