Storytime Tapestry Newsletter

The newsletter devoted to spreading love and cultural awareness around the world.

Nov 19, 2006

Today’s announcements

Yesterday Michael Smith and Lisa West took 3^rd place in the Halloween Contest,

And

Today

In second place

We have

B.J. Cassady, for his wonderful story, The Cabin and Miss Mary.

Happy Birthday Frank Frodsham: fjfrog@charter.net and Aishish Gorde: ashbg@rocketmail.com from you friends at Storytime Tapestry   

^{Remember that all stories and poems were lost because of the computer crash, if you sent me anything in late August, September or October and you haven’t seen it published please send it back again.  Thank you.}

See below for Storytime Angels

Now onto the good stuff!

Today’s Queue Stories

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Child Proof

Bill Walker

missourisage@yahoo.com

The right words should be adult proof. Seems to me, any thing I try to open anymore is adult proof.  I spent I know 10 minutes trying to open a box of cereal this morning.  Getting the box open took a good 2 minutes.. Then that sealed up contents was at least another 5 minutes of tug, pull and then hunt up a butcher knife to at last cut a hole so some of the contents could fall into a bowl.  Had to get the broom then to sweep the floor. Most fell on the floor.  Now figuring the price of today 1/2 empty box that sells for 4 dollars and fifty cent cereal. Use to sell for twenty cents you remember.  I lost at least a dollar worth of food to the battle of breaking into Fort Knox child proof box.

Then came the battle of getting into the milk bottle.  These crazy caps is something else.   Had to get the mop and bucket to get the milk up off the floor for that.

Sugar bowl was empty.. So the next battle was with the 4 pound sack of sugar.  I think those are sealed with something called super glue. I will have to check with Miss.Super Glue Kathy of Dallas.  She might know, she says super glue is good at holding things on. 

By the time I get things opened up, it is time for noon day meal.  So I put the cereal back in the sack in the box, put the milk back. and the sugar in my child proof sugar can.

Whats for lunch?   Well I thought make some tuna paddies and fry them.  I find a can of tuna.  The can opener get the can about 1/2 open, and it goes on a fritz.  Blasted tuna is in a child proof can, can is egg shaped.  Much time is spent getting blasted can open.  Another fine mess to clean up.  Well got to open the crackers.  Another war to deal with.  These are not battles, getting into something is a full scale war. Again box of crackers has been super glued.. I know them box people got the idea of super gluing from that gal in Dallas, I just know it.  Well at last won that battle, now the next battle is to get one of them tubes of crackers to open.. Oh, butcher knife is still handily.  Well that don't work to great, the package of crackers don't leave much on the ends.  So whack off about a inch up on one end.  This time I whacked on a cutting board.. Need crumbs you know.

Thank goodness the old hens are not putting eggs in child proof containers yet. Didn't need an act of congress to crack a couple eggs. 

Well at last I got to the stove. Oh got to get some liquid stuff to fry the paddies in.  Another war getting past the child proof cap on that bottle. Good old butcher knife comes into play one more time. 

Hope that kid next door comes straight home from school.. I got to get into my blood pressure pill bottle. 

Tinker and Poo; The Boys Write

http://www.iuniverse.com/bookstore/book_detail.asp?&isbn=0-595-35741-5

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Tannia Ortiz-Lopes

One day, the images and voices inside my head decided to shape my thoughts and the rest of my life! It was during those troubled adolescent years when I started to develop my writing skills. I spent many weeks grounded in my bedroom due to misbehavior. Pencil and paper became my best confidents. They kept me busy and sane, too! First, I wrote verses for friends’ Valentines cards at school. My verses grew into poems. My poems found rhythm and became songs! I had a dream: “I want to be a writer.”

By the time I graduated from high school, I had five composition notebooks full of accumulated wisdom! Each one of them was identified with a Roman number. They had no identity of their own. They were just a mix bag of thoughts. I said goodbye to my high school friends and to my childhood, but never to my dreams.

When I entered the university, my notebooks received titles to reflect my growth and the beginning of a new era in my life. During these years, my voices became known as “the muse.” I wrote on pieces of napkins during my lunch breaks. I wrote poems on my desk while taking a test in order to relax. I wrote poems, essays, songs! I was a waterfall of inspiration. “The muse” was stronger at night. Words flew out of my mind faster than my hands were able to write them. Words demanded to be a new creation - they wanted to be powerful “sentences”! The sentences became “paragraphs”. The paragraphs reached their climax and exploded into an ecstasy of ideas bound together in an “essay”.  I became weak and weary and my school work suffered. I decided to take my life back and said: “STOP! I need to rest! I enjoyed your company but, please, let me sleep!”

Suddenly there was only silence and darkness during my sleep! “The muse” was gone. My writing became shallow. Only lonely words without rhythm!

Life’s twists and turns moved me away from the comfort of my home and language to a new country, America. I had to relearn and sharpen my English skills. “The muse” returned and found me more mature and in control of my life and my thoughts. My writing took on a new shape – free-style English poetry!  This new challenge presented itself with the pain and suffering of misspelled words and horrendous grammar mistakes! But I never gave up! I was always blessed with good mentors who, with a lot of patience and perseverance, satisfied my endless thirst for self-improvement.

All this hard work paid off.  In 2004, I was blessed with the opportunity of seeing my first free-style devotional poetry book published. Jesus became my Savior, my friend, my “muse”, and my business partner! All my fears, doubts, and challenges were not longer rocks on my road. They became a resting place provided by the Lord.

My childhood dream is now fulfilled – “I am a writer”

Tannia Ortiz-Lopes

tanniaortizlopes@yahoo.com

Tannia E. Ortiz-Lop?s was born in Guayama, Puerto Rico and currently lives in Germany with her husband and two sons. On 2004, the author published her first free-style inspirational poetry book, The Window to my soul, My Walk with Jesus, with Tate Publishing and under the pen name of Mary Magdalene. On March 2006, the book was voted “Best Poetry Book” by www.christianstoryteller.com The book could be purchase directly from the publisher at www.tatepublishing.com and at all major online stores.

Author’s webpage: www.myspace.com/tanniaortizlopes. The author also has a blog at www.amazon.com

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Poetry Corner

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"SIGNS  OF  THE  TIMES"
Mary Carter Mizrany

Time is moving onward
God says ~ "Do not delay . . .
your Lord & Saviour, Jesus Christ,
may arrive  just any day"  ~

Signs of "The Times" are everywhere
wars and rumours of wars worldwide . . .
hate, violence, strife, ungodliness,
witchcraft, lawlessness,dissension abide ~

Humble thyself before the Lord
PRAY ~ REPENT ~ TURN . . .
ask Father for HIS direction
seek HIS face and  HIS will learn  ~

Confess  one to another
God's Word ~ both night and  day . . .
BLOW THE TRUMPET IN ZION
awaken those aslumbering, and say ~

"Go into the highways & hedges
compel them to come unto me . . .
the lost ~ broken~hearted ~ the prodigals
"tis Jesus they need to see" ~

JESUS CHRIST, LORD OF THE HARVEST,
is knocking upon your heart's door . . .
invite HIM to be your Saviour & Lord
rejoice in HIS love EVERMORE !!!

Mary Carter Mizrany©

musingByMary@aol.com
October 24, 2006

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FOR SHARLETT HUNT-- Like your dad, I, too, have a wonderful, beautiful daughter whom I love.

 Like you, she is shepherding me through tough tines: diabetes, kidney dialysis, stinky

vision, hearing loss. We're both tough and we know neither of us will live forever.

I love they way you described your daddy.  I overheard my Jennifer tell a girlfriend "I have the smartest daddy in the world". no matter what happens, embrace his memory...a priceless treasure.

Peace,

 Ron Gold

Carol: this story "Praying for a Miracle" hit home. My grandpa, Angel, or guelo Angel as you all used to call him died of brain cancer. When the news was given to us, we the grandchildren, didn't know what do believe. We were all big enough to understand but unwilling too. We went to church on Sundays but were not true believers. Now I know better. My guelo Angel didn't have a lot of education, perhaps, up to 4th grade but he was a giant of knowledge for me. I owe to him my work ethic and my first job too!  He was old when this happened and I was not even 20 years old. I had a rough “teenage years”, but he made them easier for me.  He, however, said his prayers and prayed the rosary every night. I learned a lot about God's love and answered prayers thru him.... He has been gone for a long time, but his memories will always be fresh in my mind.....

Sharlette, hang in there, God has a plan for you. Amen Tannia Ortes-Lopes

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