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Now on to
the good stuff.......... Animal awareness
series endorsed by By, Kathleene S.
Baker Jeepers! It has been so long since Mommy let me
make a story, I don??™t know if I remember how. She??™s gettin??™ really stingy with her
typing machine for some reason. Lots of stuff has been going on, some good,
some bad. Spring isn??™t quite as
wonderful as everyone says! I don??™t
like spring house cleaning, planting flowers, and junk like that. Mom gets tired, sore, and
cranky. Sure doesn??™t make for much
fun around this joint when that happens.
Then, once the grass started getting green and flowers
popped up, things got really ugly around here. Hank and me kept getting scolded for
pulling grass runners and digging in the stupid flower sheds. (Oh pooh ??“ ???flower beds???) Get this ??“ Mom bought a gun! Almost scared me to death! In case you don??™t know, she really and
truly is a descendant of that Speaking of Hank! I??™d like to know when he??™s going to
shape up. That operation thingy
still isn??™t working. I need to tell
Dr. C. she did something wrong because I think it backfired. I wonder if doctors??™ get ???overs.??? I need to check into that ???cause I think
I might be getting??™ really close to a nervous
breakdown. For Easter we both got new toys. You know - those really good ones that
have songs in their tummy! I can??™t
figure out how that works. People
don??™t even have songs in their tummies ??“ sometimes when I snuggle I hear some
rumbles in there, but no songs!
Anyway, Hank loved his stupid little white bunny. It had some song about an Easter Bonnet,
and he played it all day long,
day after day, after day. Then, he??™d take it outside and
hold it in his mouth while he tinkled!
How embarrassing is that?
I??™m so glad we have a bench! (Well, shucks -
???fence???) Well, last week Dad came home with some new
toys. Hank??™s new bear has a prayer
in its tummy, and now Hank prays day and night! Maybe he??™s found religion and will
change his evil ways. I certainly
hope so! I think Dad knew what he
was doin??™ when he picked out that one. Mommy has a typing-machine friend that
writes stories, her name is Barbara, and I think she??™s a carpenter too. Well, that??™s what her name says! Sure hope she doesn??™t hit her finger
with the bammer (gadzooks ??“ ???hammer???) or she??™ll have trouble writin??™ more of
those stories. Anyway, she has a
new grand daughter Schnauzer, and a couple of weeks ago she was keeping that
little puppy. One morning she sent
an email inviting Hank and me to come play. I got so excited when Mom read it to us,
then I got really mad because we didn??™t get to go! She gave me some lame excuse about how
far it was to her house. I think
that was another one of those lies she tells me sometimes. I sure do hope her writer/carpenter
friend doesn??™t think we were being rude! One thing I??™m excited about is going to
Mom and Grandpa B. are busy making plans to
go fishing a bunch of times. Plus,
my Spelling Uncle and Aunt Vic will be coming while we are there. And, I??™ll get to go to the nursing home
and visit my friend, Marvene! I love to go there ??“ all those little people smile
and hug me.
I need to start packing stuff. It takes girls a long time to get ready
for a trip ya know. Hank won??™t plan
ahead or anything ??“ he??™ll just jump in the car. Learning to live with him is hard work ??“
I just don??™t understand ???boyz!???
?©2005 Kathleene S. Baker
I was born and
raised in the small town of Today's Queue
Stories
<br>STORYTIME
TAPESTRY <br>The Newsletter devoted to spreading love and cultural
awareness throughout the world
<p>Now
on to the good stuff..........</p> <p>Animal
awareness series endorsed by By, Kathleene S.
Baker Jeepers! It
has been so long since Mommy let me make a story, I don??™t know if I remember
how. She??™s gettin??™ really stingy
with her typing machine for some reason.
Lots of
stuff has been going on, some good, some bad. Spring isn??™t quite as wonderful as
everyone says! I don??™t like spring
house cleaning, planting flowers, and junk like that. Mom gets tired, sore, and
cranky. Sure doesn??™t make for much
fun around this joint when that happens.
Then, once the grass started
getting green and flowers popped up, things got really ugly around here. Hank and me kept getting scolded for
pulling grass runners and digging in the stupid flower sheds. (Oh pooh ??“ ???flower beds???) Get this ??“ Mom bought a gun! Almost scared me to death! In case you don??™t know, she really and
truly is a descendant of that Speaking
of Hank! I??™d like to know when he??™s
going to shape up. That operation
thingy still isn??™t working. I need
to tell Dr. C. she did something wrong because I think it backfired. I wonder if doctors??™ get ???overs.??? I need to check into that ???cause I think
I might be getting??™ really close to a nervous
breakdown. For Easter
we both got new toys. You know -
those really good ones that have songs in their tummy! I can??™t figure out how that works. People don??™t even have songs in their
tummies ??“ sometimes when I snuggle I hear some rumbles in there, but no
songs! Anyway, Hank loved his
stupid little white bunny. It had
some song about an Easter Bonnet, and he played it all day long,
day after day, after day. Then, he??™d take it outside and
hold it in his mouth while he tinkled!
How embarrassing is that?
I??™m so glad we have a bench! (Well, shucks -
???fence???) Well, last
week Dad came home with some new toys.
Hank??™s new bear has a prayer in its tummy, and now Hank prays day and
night! Maybe he??™s found religion
and will change his evil ways. I
certainly hope so! I think Dad knew
what he was doin??™ when he picked out that one.
Mommy has
a typing-machine friend that writes stories, her name is Barbara, and I think
she??™s a carpenter too. Well, that??™s
what her name says! Sure hope she
doesn??™t hit her finger with the bammer (gadzooks ??“ ???hammer???) or she??™ll have
trouble writin??™ more of those stories.
Anyway, she has a new grand daughter Schnauzer, and a couple of weeks ago
she was keeping that little puppy.
One morning she sent an email inviting Hank and me to come play. I got so excited when Mom read it to us,
then I got really mad because we didn??™t get to go! She gave me some lame excuse about how
far it was to her house. I think
that was another one of those lies she tells me sometimes. I sure do hope her writer/carpenter
friend doesn??™t think we were being
rude! One thing I??™m excited about is
going to Mom and
Grandpa B. are busy making plans to go fishing a bunch of times. Plus, my Spelling Uncle and Aunt Vic
will be coming while we are there.
And, I??™ll get to go to the nursing home and visit my friend, Marvene! I
love to go there ??“ all those little people smile and hug me.
I need to
start packing stuff. It takes girls
a long time to get ready for a trip ya know. Hank won??™t plan ahead or anything ??“
he??™ll just jump in the car.
Learning to live with him is hard work ??“ I just don??™t understand ???boyz!???
?©2005 Kathleene
S. Baker I was born and raised in the
small town of Today's Queue Stories Teachers Bill
Walker wildbill6807@yahoo.com You have taught me a
lot... for real and I hope you will always be able to be online so I can share
with you. I received this from
a real nice lady. She is a Missourian, those are for the most part
are nice people, they kick out the bad apples, some move to
Now this lady is
schooled and knows how to do lots of things. One I think she was a
teacher. So how could an unschooled person teach? I am always
getting in trouble with the proper and the nit pickers. I have even come
to the place where I really do work at getting something out of wack, so as the
proper and nit pickers has something to look for. I get down in the dumps
if someone don't tell me I said it wrong. I have heard it said,
book learning is a start. But learning should not stop with just the books. One
learns more by the doing. I have lots of stories I can take off on here. I
think I have told about the lady doctor. For those that never read, or got
the story, here goes. This old sis was a
rich one. She also was Doctor so and so M.D. You know what M.D. stands
for? More Dope!!!. She knew the books well enough to be able
to say that, Doctor so and so M.D. That was it, never doctored that I
every heard of. So what was the real good of the book learning? She
took up space in class rooms and such to be able to say doctor so and
so M.D. Sure wasn't no Dr.Mary Walker M.D. of Civil War days and
holder of the Congressional Medal of Honor. I always figured,
well somewhere in my life time, there is no such a thing as pure dumb.
Even real smart people pull bone head deals now and then. We elected them to
government offices. Do that every 2 and 4 years. I think it was Will
Rogers that said, "The best jokes are in
We all can be
teachers at times, also studiers of others. I think we all study the other
person. I once read about a General, well a few of them that was good at
being a General. They would study the other General. Knew what he
would maybe be likely to do in a given. This one was of World War Two
fame. General George Patton. One cold winter day In Dec 1944, he
knew the Germans was up to something. I think it was Dec the 16th.
Patton said, the Germans had never made a major attack in dead of winter since
so and so. Why not now? They did, General Patton and all the other
wheels was at a meeting as to what to do. All were in favor of pulling
back. Patton said hell no, he had a plan, and was ready to put it to
work. Thank God for Patton. He diverted a major part of his army onto the
attack. In days, that part rolled in to push the Germans back in major
defeat. You see he studied the enemy, He know what they had,
what they had done in the past. What better timing then to attack in the
dead of winter? When word came what the American General said to the
German General. Patton
said we must save that man and his unit. The word was simple.
"NUTS." He had been told his cause was hopeless by the Germans.
Maybe I got off of
the path, but the thing is you can learn from about anyone something,
somewhere, sometime. I once knew a man that built a house to live
in. He was not a builder of such, just had a few ideas of what he
and his family needed, a house. He bought a lot to build on. I think
he did get someone to start it, that is the foundation. He knew a little bit
about what came next. He would go at it till he got stumped.
Get in the car, and drive over to where a house was being put up. Watch
how something was done. If it took a few trips so be it, he
would learn how it was done. It took him a while, but soon he had a house.
About all he had to hire out was the foundation, wiring and
plumbing. I have learned a
lot in the last few years. Didn't have to go to school
either. Now maybe school would have been the thing, but I did
much like the man building the house. You see I was one of those with the
thinking of what, why, and so on of the needs of a computer. I
thought anyone that had one of those things must really have a great use
for one. You know they must be in the high smart class. I really was at a
total loss of the use of one. Just why would a person need one for?
Well I got to watching people that used them. All at once I figured old
Willie might like one to play with. PLAY WITH, that was the total
thought. Now old Willie hates to tell others he is total dumb. So I
started to watching more. I also started to wonder into places where these
things was sold. I acted like I knew what I was looking at.
Really had no clue. I would stand off to the side watch some one prance up
and try one out. Maybe even say a word to them. Get them to say
something. After a bit I would move to another one. Watch the action
there. It was fun in a way. Every time I made a move I had picked up
something. All at once I had one in the car going home with this I got, I
got no clue. I got it set up and at last running. I started to learn
I had the whole world at my finger tips. I may never have a paper that
says I know a thing, but here is if I'm smart enough I can find out millions of
things I never dreamed about. I think one can learn by watching, but you
have to grab the bull by the horns and try it out. I have made a lot of
nice friends on this thing, Putter friends. Dollies, a Witch or two,
and even brought a Dollie home, got her off of the computer. She is
Blondie and Beautiful. She talks a lot. She barks. I think she even loves
me. She seems pretty smart, maybe I will learn something from
her. About
Me: Well I??™m a story teller, not a writer. Never
learned the art of fancy English. I happen to live
in ever took a second look at was too smart.
Now at 74, just turned that other day, I
figure they all home safe. I love Doggies
and Dollies in that order. Lost my two true friends this year, that be Tinker and
Poo. So I found me a new one. This time a little girlie Peke. She is a normal
female. Got a mouth, talks all the time.
She will never be a great writers of stories
like Tinker and Poo. They have about 50
stories on HWS. And now writing back from
I just try to write about people, places and
things best I remember. Have something over 250 stories on HWS. under three
names. ~**~**~ Fast Food
Frenzy Pamela R.
Blaine There are a lot of things that we didn??™t have when I was
a child and one of them was fast food; all we ever had was slow food. Perhaps if we still had more slow food,
people would learn how to wait and there wouldn??™t be such a thing as road rage
because at least half of the people on the highway would be at home or in
ordinary restaurants patiently waiting for their slow food. The fast food chains have captivated the children with
their slogans and special meals designed just for kids with a toy thrown in for
further enticement. It would be nice if children today could recite the
golden rule,
???Do unto others as you would have others do unto you???, as quickly as they can
pick out the golden
arches from a mile away.
Just the other day I was in a hurry so I pulled my car
through the drive through lane of a fast food restaurant. I was simply thinking about just getting
a quick sandwich. I pushed the
button on the menu board, and ???the voice??? began speaking. I tried hard to decipher what was being
said from the rapid spiel of obviously memorized words but it was very difficult
to interpret.
Finally, I did manage to place my order when suddenly
???the voice???, sounding something like a hysterical chipmunk, frantically
exclaimed, ???Woonyulakfriswittat???? After asking for a repeat three or four times,
I finally understood that she was saying, ???Would you like fries with that???? At this point, after I replied in
the negative, I thought I would get my food and leave, but no, she wasn??™t
finished with me yet.
Next, she wanted to know if I wanted my meal ???super
sized???, which seemed to mean that I would get larger portions (for a price) and
a soft drink in a gallon bucket. I wondered if the super sized food came with a
warning label stating, ???The surgeon general has determined that super sizing may
super size your body and cause your arteries to slam shut.??? I explained that I didn??™t want anything
super sized unless they could do something about my bank account. At this point, I just wanted to
scream, ???Please, can I just have my chicken nuggets so I can go home!??? By the way, take it from me; do not mention
the word, ???diet???. If you do, you will be offered the latest low-carb,
low-fat meal that consists of a wilted lettuce leaf with a paper-thin slice of
something that vaguely resembles meat. Upon receiving this wrapped concoction,
you realize that you could have made your own diet fast food at home in five
seconds at a total cost of twenty cents instead of $3.60. Also, parents today drive away with the kids fighting
over the toys in their ???Happy Meals??? and dumping sticky soft drinks all over the
car. The children only consume two bites of food because they are
only interested in their free toy.
In addition, they manage to get most of the food all over themselves and
the car, which in turn causes parents to lose their cool as they scarf down
their own food that has quickly evolved into a ???Cranky Meal.??? A
few minutes later, parents end up hunting for the
Tums. Fast food is not just assigned to the drive-through
restaurant. If you want to have
fast food and just stay home for the evening, never fear, just check out
the frozen food section of the grocery store. You can bring home and thaw out or nuke
a complete meal and you won??™t have to worry about the kids fighting over the
toys from the fast food restaurants.
Instead, they can fight over who gets to open the pudding six pack and
you can hear them whine to eat it now because the frozen lasagna hasn't finished
heating up yet. It is interesting that these days most people have a
kitchen full of the latest appliances, yet they are only used on rare occasions
such as Thanksgiving because the rest of the time everyone is eating fast
food.
There are a variety of appliances in the average kitchen
these days from bread machines to pizza bakers. It seems like we could surely come up
with an ???all in one??? appliance.
Perhaps that is what our grandmothers possessed in that antiquated
appliance known as ???the cook stove.???
It seems I remember Grandma making coffee, tea, bread, grilled meat, and
a variety of other things on that one appliance without the need of a separate
machine for each item. Grandma??™s
trash compactor consisted of smashing cans with the feet, dishwashers were you
and your siblings, and garbage disposals were found barking outside the door or
in the barn lot.
In some ways life is a lot easier now but in other ways
we??™ve lost something in not gathering around the kitchen table together with
prayer and thanksgiving as often as we should. This is where children learn to help and
memories are made even if the food isn??™t made entirely from
scratch. It is nice to share a meal without drive through windows
or the interruptions of the world around us, so I think I??™ll give it a try and
trudge over to the microwave and nuke a couple of hotdogs. Hey, it??™s got to be easier to wipe off
the kitchen table than to dig French fries out of that little space between the
car door??™s window ledge and the window.
By Pamela R. Blaine
Copyright,
December, 2004 My husband
and I live in ~**~**~ GIFTS FROM THE
SOUL By: Joseph J.
Mazzella It is a beautiful Spring weekend as I
write this. Children are outdoors running, laughing,
riding bikes and playing basketball.
Dogs are sleeping in the afternoon sun content just to be
alive. A family of ducks are waddling
back home to a neighbor??™s farm after taking a quick
swim in a stream that runs behind the local
grade school. Adults are talking on their porches and
swinging slowly on their porch swings.
Everywhere around me I can feel the gentle kiss of
God??™s wind on my cheek and love in my
heart. It is one of those special times when you can
hear the voice of love, peace, and joy coming
from your own soul and saying: "See, I was here all
the time. You only needed to slow down long
enough to notice me." I only wish that everyone in this world
could have a quiet moment like this when they
could see that the love, joy, and peace that
they chase after so desperately and try to find in so
many things was within them all along. Maybe
then they would sit down and get to know that love
in their hearts, joy in their souls, and
peace in their lives. Maybe then they would quit trying to
get so much out of life and start putting
something back into it. Maybe then they would see
that choosing and sharing love and joy is
really what life is all about. God gives us so much. Life gives us so
much. There is beauty, wonder, peace, joy, love, goodness, and delight all waiting to be
chosen and all waiting to be shared. Let??™s stop
chasing madly after them then. Let??™s instead sit
down, notice them smiling at us from within our
own souls, take them by the hand, and give
them to the world. Let??™s do our work with our joy, live
our lives with our love, and share our
goodness with everyone we meet. Let??™s make all of
our days a glorious gift of love from our
souls to God. Joseph
J. Mazzella
and
three children. Various dogs and cats have adopted
Joe and his family for their own. Joe
enjoys his family, beauty, love and
hearing from his email friends. Joe likes to
take the time to smell the roses and
enjoy the beauty around him as he goes about his
daily life. Writers Feedback I truly enjoyed Louise's story of her
retired horse Seven. Her poetic Thanks Storytime
friends & Carol, for remembering my birthday. I'm very busy with my music,
as always, when warm weather hits the Ozarks. Blessings to
all, Bobby
Smith. Prayer Requests and Updates HI Carol-- Please include Alison Peters of
The evening of Saturday may 21st. Jackie
told me she wasn't feeling good at all, I
ask her to let me take to E.R. in Fortscott
Mercy hospital. Here blood sugar was over
a thousand. They give her a shot of insulin in
the E.R. and told her they was going to keep her for a couple of
days. Please pray for complete healing for Jackie
and strength for me to go back and forward with all the things I have to do
while Jackie is in the hospital. See the old
devil is mad he doesn't like it that we are going
to church and serving god and the tent revival must have been the last straw, we
got the tent up Friday afternoon and will
start services at 700 P.M. this
evening! Walking in his
light Richard D. Sims God bless you
all for your prayers for us! SENIOR WRITERS Agee, Vance; Apted, Violet; Baker,
Kathy; Batt, Al; Boda, Ginger; Bryant,
Deming, Barb; Goodier, Steve; Harris, Kathy Anne; Hunt,
Sharlette; Jacobson, Gary; Kiser, Roger Dean; Kerens, Claudia;
Jenkins, Pamela; Liles, Norma;
Mazzella, Joe; Ojeigbe,
Georgewaters; Petry, Dianna Doles; Roberts, Susan;
Shaw, Bob; Sims, Richard; Swarner,
Ken; Vaknin, Sam; Walker, Bill;
Walker, Joe; Warner, Gorden
K; Whirity, Kathy; White,
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