Storytime Tapestry Newsletter

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

December 12, 2007

Today’s Announcement

My name is James

Please prayer for me I have so many problems for me. This my prayer request.  Praise the lord, Thank you   James

We have found the writer for the wonderful story Black Dog Sam    Proportions of a Gift it is none other than our wonderful Louise Nomani.  Black Dog Sam was published on December 9.  Thank you Louise for such a wonderful story.

Christmas is just around the corner and most of you have already started to think about Christmas gifts for this season.  Why not help out Storytime Tapestry with its ongoing commitment to provide you with free wonderful stories and poems daily by purchasing the publisher’s newest book for someone special on your holiday gift giving list this year.  Angels Watching Over Me can be published through lulu press in both hard copy and e-book.  Just click on the link:  Angels Watching Over Me

Important notice: Storytime Tapestry is a free e-zine, however donations are always needed to help with the operating expenses of running the newsletter and to keep Storytime Tapestry the quality newsletter you are so accustomed to.   You can make your donations to paypal at: winterose@videotron.ca, or if you would prefer to use the mail system contact the publisher at the same email address: winterose@videotron.ca

Today’s Stories

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THE SUNSHINE OF A WARM WORD

Marsha Jordan

Two kids were talking one day. Marvin said, "That new kid in school is nothing but a big fathead!"

Matilda, in her refined way, softly said, "You shouldn’t call people names like that. It’s rude. I never call people names."

Marvin shrugged and told her, "Well, I just got mad when he said you were stupid looking." At this, Matilda put her hands on her hips and demanded, "What else did that big fathead say?"

It’s easy to be kind to people who treat me well. The challenge is to practice kindness to those who are as friendly as a skunk backed into a corner. Sometimes I meet this challenge well and other times I fail miserably and feel lower than a pregnant pig’s belly.

I still feel bad for being nasty to a neighbor of mine almost two years ago. Hopefully, she chalked it up to the fact that everybody has bad days (or for some of us, bad weeks, months, or years).

I hope that others will be patient with me, even on those days when I’m as lovable as a grizzly bear with a hangover. In the same way, I try to be considerate of others who might be having the worst day of their lives. When I encounter a crabby waitress, I try to smile more than usual and be extra nice to her. I comment on how hard she has to work and how she must tire of dealing with cranky customers. I give her genuine compliments on her service; and by the time I leave, she is usually smiling and wishing me a nice day.

With a kind word, you can drag an elephant by the tail. A little kindness goes a long way. I try to give people the benefit of the doubt. Chances are that the old grouch who snaps at you from behind the counter at Walgreens isn’t the creepy monster of a man that you assume he is. Maybe he has problems you don’t know about like fallen arches, false teeth that are too tight, itching psoriasis, or burning hemorrhoids. He might even have all of the above and more. If you had his problems, you’d probably be ornery and cantankerous too.

This world can be a cold place. Why not enhance global warming? What sunshine is to flowers, smiles and kind words are to humanity. The gift of a few kind words can warm three winter months. Don’t you love it when someone warms your soul with a random act of kindness? Why not do the same for those you encounter? They might be in need of the warm sunshine of a kind word

Thank you,

Marsha Jordan

jordans@newnorth.net

www.hugsandhope.org/mj.htm

Author of "Hugs, Hope, and Peanut Butter"

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FLINSTONE GUMMIE VITAMINS for kids ages 2 yrs - ???

April Lipscomb

Okay folks, I know I don't normally do this. But I have no poetic voice today. My poetic brain cells are on respite. So I thought I'd tell you a little about my weekend. Nothing exciting but different.

Hubby had a short weekend. He was only able to stay home 24 hours. I hate it when that happens. So after he got in and took a nap and spent some quality time with his first love (the remote), we went grocery shopping. Now most of you know that Hubby is a trucker. For those of you who have one of these trucker fellas in the family, you also know that good nutrition is not part of the life. Needless to say our trucker guys tend to put on a bit of weight. Now Hubby Bear is healthy but he has noticed he tires more easily than forty pounds ago. So we talked about some simple changes we could incorporate into his diet. Little things like cutting back on sodas, empty calories and so full of sugar. We talked about fruit that would hold up well on the road and vitamins. "Vitamins ?, I take vitamins." he says somewhat indignantly, when I brought them up. Oh, really? I hadn't noticed I told him. "What kind of vitamins are you taking?" I asked. At this point he lowers his head and his answer is barely a whisper. But I thought I heard "Flinstones". "Did you say Flinstones?" I asked, incredulous. Yes, comes his reply. "Their Gummie Flinstones and they taste good." He defends. Well now, This could be part of the problem, I silently think to myself. So we go shopping and hit the vitamin aisle. I picked up a bottle of Mens One a Day and a bottle of B complex. Because B's are great for energy. We bought water and juice and a few power drinks. I know they have sugar but you know what they say about Rome being built in a day.

Now I am left to wonder should I write a letter to Bayer Healthcare and let them know that wives across the world would have a much easier time of keeping their husbands healthy if they would just make Adult Mens formula Flinstone Gummie vitamins ?

BY: April Lipscomb 9-23-07 (c)

Imladybug270@aol.com

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CANDLE

Dr. Harmander Singh

"Mum, what is a difference between the candle and the moon?” the innocent child asked his mother.

            She thought that it is a question of great importance, so she asked him to bring a glass of water. He brought an empty glass.

"Dear! Why have you brought it empty?” she asked him.

"First give me the answer,” he insisted.

"My son, the answer lies in your fetching the glass of water,” she told him.

"How?” he asked.

"Just go and think about it yourself. Give it a try,” she suggested to him.

            He went to pour water from the tap and started to think. He thought whether the tap water was important or the water collected in the glass. He got the idea, but was not able to relate it to the idea of the moon and the candle. He came to his mother.

"Mum! Is the tap water more important than the water in the glass?” he asked her while giving her the glass.

"My son, Drink this glass of water and keep thinking about it,” she suggested to him.

            He started to drink. The water in the glass seemed important while he was drinking. When he finished drinking water, his mother looked at him.

"Do you need more water?” she asked.

"Yes Mum! When I was drinking the water in the glass was important and when I need more, the water in the tap is important. Is not it?” He replied with confidence.

"So, what is important the candle or the moon?” she asked him.

"Both I love the idea Mum. You're more important than both the candle and the moon,” he said to her and looked at her with moon on her face and the candles in her eyes.

Daily Moral Insight for a Peaceful Night

Is not it enjoyable to think about innocent questions?

Is not it a charming sight to see a child thinking?

Is not it great when a child gets an innocent answer by thinking himself or herself?

Is not it great to enjoy what we have without thinking about what we do not have?

Is not it beautiful to enjoy nature in the beauty of each other and one another?

Dr. Harmander Singh

bhagouauty@gmail.com

Poetry Corner

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Shattered

Cheryl Williams

Shattered glass,

catcher of rays,

color abounds

amidst passion's scarlet;

Blood red droplets

mingled with tears,

Pain yields to beauty,

erasing all fears.

Cheryl Williams

Politicalgirl04@aol.com

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 We Are All Children Of God

Conrad S. Cardinal

We are all children of God and should be

a community.

Each would thrive and grow if we chose

to live in unity.

You might think the verses above are to

idealistic.

Perhaps you feel for us to bind is far to

unrealistic.

Are we not all children of God, no matter

our race or station?

Do we not live and breath alike, residing

in the same nation?

We live in this chosen land, a blessing

beyond compare.

Some, I'm ashamed to say, aren't treated

fare.

Accept those who look different, nurture

them with love,

You'll please Heavenly Father as he watches

from above.

Jesus came to all, no matter what their race.

He made no distinction because of the

color of their face.

This says to me, accept those we meet

each day.

No matter what are differences, we should

treat each in a loving way.

Conrad

cconseth@aol.com

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The Light of Christ

Conrad S. Cardinal

We are  born with the light of Christ within.

If the light is kept on, we have power to fight

sin.

Life may produce hard lessons and trying

days.

In the light the Spirit can work in many ways.

You will hear the spirit, the still small voice.

It will whisper to you when you're about to

make a choice.

If we refuse the adversary a place to take

hold,

it's possible to meet life's challenges

gracefully growing old.

Conrad

cconseth@aol.com

Readers Feedback

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"The Best Things in Life" brought back terrific memories... thanks Jennifer!
Widowed at 27 with a 2 year old presented many challenges & taught me about being adaptable. People tell me that I am creative, but the truth is that I rarely come up with an idea of my own. Yet I am able to take someone's idea & adapt it to my situation, my resources, my needs. That includes many "free" ways to have fun, go on adventures, etc. All of those have resulted in precious memories.
The old cliche still is true: "Where there's a will, there's a way!"
Thanks, Jennifer, for reminding us of our priorities. Constance Gilbert

I do hope this writer of Sam the black dog does step forward and also as they do will agree to let us know their name and share more of their "very alive paintings told in story form"

God bless  Leona

Well, Carol, you see this is the kind of world we all are crying and craving for. It is the true story the way it goes for spreading love and the cultural awareness throughout the world. The writer has made it, the name is not important. The True Owner of the Sam seems the name. We all thank you for sharing this story. It is the story of the Lost Vision of the Cultured Civilization. Thanks and May God Bless with such rich feelings for all.

With reverence, Dr. Harmander Singh

Here is our Storytime Tapestry Angels: Also, I would like to thank those of you who chose to be a silent angel and gave an anonymous donation to keep Storytime Tapestry up and running.

Clara Westerfer, Mark Crider, Rosanne Catalano, Paula Booher, Kay Seefeldt, Mariane Holbrook, Mary Ellen Grisham, Louise Nomani, Sharon Bryant, Angela Walker, Hart and Helen Dowd, Keith Ready, Ginger Morgenstern, Ellie Braun-Haley, Surinder Jandu, Bob Shaw, Carol Meeks, Charlotte Hilliard, Maria Keller