Storytime Tapestry Newsletter

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

April 12, 2008

 Today’s Announcement

Call for submissions:  Storytime Tapestry is in need of more stories, please keep them coming in.

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From my son Steven Roach:

I was thinking you should advertise the link regularly in your newsletter
 
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tell them it would help support the newsletter and they can earn money from it. They need to sign up and install it but they don't need to do anything else. They just do what they normally would anyways on the net and they earn money while it’s on. In other words they just keep it running while they are online. It’s small doesn't take up much system resources and they can earn more if they advertise their own link and get people under them as well. Let them know some people make 5-10$ a day on it and its been open since 2002. 

Happy Birthday greetings for Roger Emerson:   remerson@sc.rr.com

Prayer Request:  Dear friends,

You may have noticed that my correspondence with each of you has diminished to some extent and I have good reason.  1. My daughter has a virus akin to mono which is not contagious but robs her of a lot of her strength.  2. She had her thyroid removed one year ago and her synthroid medication which she will take the rest of her life has been adjusted  so that, also, has been very tiring.  3. She is just now getting better of having bronchitis 4. She is taking her nurses' masters online and working full time.  5.  My son in law had shoulder surgery recently.  6. I have been the main cog in the wheel and at my age, I move slower but successfully and am very thankful that God has given me the strength to persue the needs of this family.

Naturally, it goes without saying that your prayers will be most appreciated and bear with me if you do not hear from me often.  My daughter and son in law are very protective of me and do not allow me to overdue so that is a huge plus.  Please pray for their bodies to become healthier and that God will continue to strengthen me to fulfill the needed obligations.   Your friend in Christ, Normie: hoopla214@yahoo.com

Storytime Tapestry needs more stories, please write them and send them on, if you want to continue having a daily e-zine.

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Offering of Love
Clara Wersterfer
cbwest@webtv.net

Yesterday I received an offering of love. It was left on the porch where it could not be missed when the door was opened. The beautiful young, little squirrel was lying in a fetal position, totally intact. No blood or visible signs of injury.

Two of my outside cats were sitting like statues on either side, awaiting my praise.
They were proud as peacocks; both tails swishing and a look of contentment on their little faces. "See what we brought you to show our love. We tried for a bird, but it
was too small."

My love/hate relationship with cats came to the forefront. Tears welled in my eyes
and a lump arose in my throat. I wanted to lash out at the both of them, no matter how
sweet they looked. The urge to yell at them was choking me.

 It was an absolutely senseless killing as are most of the killings done by my cats. Seldom are the birds or squirrels eaten, not even a nibble. They do not kill for food, but rather as a trophy or gift of love to me. Believe me they are very well fed twice daily and given treats in between as evidenced by their rotund little bodies. I understand cats have a primal instinct to hunt. Cats can and do survive without the aid of humans by hunting birds and small game, but why must they kill when they are so well fed?

I determined the little squirrel was indeed dead before removing it. The cats received no praise from me, not even a glance. I wrestled with my anger and did not scream or yell at them as I wanted to do. I cannot keep, nor do I want, more cats inside my house than the three who have taken over my home. The others must stay outside, thus having access to birds, squirrels and rabbits. Most are too old to find homes elsewhere.

 I pet, brush and trim the nails of my kitties. Give them special little treats and lots of love. Perhaps that is where I go wrong. They love me in return and want to show it by
bringing me gifts. I just wish they would love me a little less often.

Clara Wersterfer

cbwest@webtv.net
March 2008

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Poetry Corner

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Tones

Cynthia Groopman

Many tones echo in my ear,
And in mirthful song, they dance with gladness and cheer.
Onto my face, these tones put a sunny smile,
As their melodic radiance lingers for a while.
Like a beautiful charming day in spring,
Happy  tones dance in my heart as the chiming bell of sweetness jubilantly rings.
Then, suddenly, like a fierce lion's roar,
Wrathful tones begin to incessantly knock at my life's door.
Sadness and tragedy they bring,
And no longer do hearts sing.
Oh, please dear tones, always be optimistic and strong,
And chant a wonderful joyful song.
 

Cynthia Groopman

cynthia.Groopman@verizon.net

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 Little Things

Cynthia Groopman

Oh, how blessed are the cherished gifts of little things,

Inspiring my heart to dance and my soul to sing.

Little things mean so very much,

Crowning life with a splendid loving touch.

A helping hand in times of need and sorrow,

Are little things but mean so much for stability to cope for tomorrow?

A warm soft embrace

Adds warm bright smiles to a once frowning face

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A kind word of praise,

Lifts spirits in mirthful ways.

A phone call soothes a weary and tearful heart,

Causes feelings of isolation and despair to forever vanish and depart.

Little things are indeed so precious and so rare,

Spreading the ointment of love and are indeed answers to prayer.

Cynthia Groopman

cynthia.Groopman@verizon.net

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 Waves Are We

 Cynthia Groopman

Waves are we,

Bouncing upon the vast blue ocean sprightly.

We are not alone or full of fear,

For the Master of the Universe is near.

All woven into the tapestry of different hues and shades are we,

As we rejoice merrily.

With Divine love and caring, the tapestry of love was made,

Thus, smiles of mirth dance and no longer are we dismayed.

Cynthia Groopman

cynthia.Groopman@verizon.net

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  Mailbox

 Carol, Thank you for getting this one out to all of your readers so quickly.  You are the best. Wishing you every joy, Joe

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, Marilyn Sink, Victor Buhagiar, Clarice Hinson, Conrad