Sunday sayings #32

Every single individual matters!

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Twittering Tale #72 – 20 February 2018 – “Hopewell”

It’s time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creative souls. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.

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Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here.

For a school founded in 2001 it sure was a strange old gate post.

Mo had chosen this particular High School for the sports, and he was looking forward to joining the athletics team.

He was a little wary though because to be accepted he knew he must first find the other gate post!

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Life Lessons learned from a 2-year old

An interesting, and informative article from Daniel Rattner, via Bridget, The happy Quitter. If you head back to Daniel’s original post there are some interesting pictures of Ilya.

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I often babysit the neighbor’s kids or they babysit me -however you want to look at it and there is a lot I learned from watching babies, toddlers and yes, even teenagers.

I wondered if I am the only one who looks at it that way. Does not being a parent make me more of a pushover or perhaps more observant?

Yesterday, I found by accident an article that made me feel good and of course, I have to share my finding with all of you. Here you go:

To start, I’m not a parent. I opted into a commune-style Brooklyn home I found on Craigslist, and I live with a young couple and their two-year-old, Ilya.

I’ve now been living there for one year and I can confidently say it’s one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. Because in my time living with a kid, I’ve come to…

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Wildlife Encroachment

Fellas, If your wife is a gun gal take heed!
Ladies, hearty laughs are allowed!

Mitigating Chaos

Florida Woman Stops Alligator Attack Using a Small Beretta

This is a story of self-control and marksmanship by a brave, cool-headed woman with a small pistol against a fierce predator.  th-1
Here’s her story in her own words:
“While out walking along the edge of a pond just outside my house in The Villages with my soon to be ex-husband discussing property settlement and other divorce issues, we were surprised by a huge 12-ft. alligator which suddenly emerged from the murky water and began charging us with its large jaws wide open.  She must have been protecting her nest because she was extremely aggressive.
“If I had not had my little Beretta Jetfire .25 caliber pistol with me, I would not be here today!  Just one quick shot to my estranged husband’s knee cap was all it took.  The ‘gator got him easily and I was able to escape by just walking away…

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Dream On, Dream On

John David Ray, who was not born with that name, has a dream, and a great talent.

I would like you to share that because it is very worthwhile.

Do read this, and John’s other posts, I’m sure you will enjoy them.

John David Ray

 As your bony fingers close around me
Long and spindly
Death becomes me
Heaven can you see what I see

Hey you pale and sickly child
You’re death and living reconciled
Been walking home a crooked mile

Paying debt to karma
You party for a living
What you take won’t kill you
But careful what you’re giving

There’s no time for hesitating
Pain is ready, pain is waiting
Primed to do it’s educating

Unwanted, uninvited kin
It creeps beneath your crawling skin
It lives without it lives within you

Feel the fever coming
You’re shaking and twitching
You can scratch all over
But that won’t stop you itching

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Blame it on your karmic curse
Oh shame upon the universe
It knows its lines
It’s well rehearsed

It sucked you in, it dragged you down
To where there is no hallowed ground
Where holiness is never found

Paying debt to…

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Best Choice|بهترین انتخاب

A lovely story that is international, although, in this instance, comes from Iran.

A Voice from Iran

Three old men knocked on a door.

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A young woman opened the door.

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The Three old men said: “We are hungry and tired, could you help us?”

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She responded: “My husband and son are inside the house and we would be glad to help you.”

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One of the old men said: “My name is WEALTH, that one is SUCCESS and the other one is LOVE. Only one of us can come in. Go and ask your husband which one of us should come to your house.”

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She walked back inside and told the circumstances to her husband and son.

Her husband said: “Let the wealth in. We need that. We can do anything with wealth.”

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She said: “Why not to let the success come in. We can have wealth if we’re successful.”

Their son said: “We should let the love in. A home is home when it is full of…

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Twittering Tale #64 – 26 December 2017

It’s time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creative souls. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 280 characters or fewer.watch-1267420_1280

Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution. Check out all the fabulous entries here.

Photo by WildOne at Pixabay’s Creative Commons

 

 

He was a total fool. The last to admit it, but admit it he did!
One wish, she’d said.
He asked for it.
No hesitation.
Stupid!
“I wish time could go backwards, so I could be young again.”
The wish was granted.
Sadly he hadn’t stipulated a cut off point, and being unborn was not nice!

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Optimistically Pessimistic Of Improvement

For those of you who have never heard of Cameron, have a look at his blog. It’s a story of determination, setbacks, more determination, and success.

The worlds biggest fridge magnet

Hi everyone.

Remember me?

Weird being back I must say.

It’s been a long long time.

I’m still yet to tell you all about my walk for charity, show you the pictures and tell you all about my blisters.

But before that, I thought I might just start by saying hello and apologising for not having been around for so long.

I’ve neglected the very people that had given me a welcome for so much of my weight loss adventure, and for that I am truly sorry.

It’s amazing really. To my mind nothing has changed in the past 18 months but that is because I have lived each day and don’t recognise the change, therefore it must be nigh on impossible to quantify the massive changes that have actually taken place.

During my blogging hiatus, I have been drunk and sober, happy and sad, lonely and content, busy and…

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Just an Old Soup Bowl

What a good, if very disturbing article, about changing eating habits over the years!

The happy Quitter!

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It all started out with an old soup dish that I found at a resale shop, it reminded me of the soup bowls we used when I was a child. They were so much smaller than the ones I have in my kitchen cabinet now. Come to think of it, everything was smaller back then and so were we.

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