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STORYTIME TAPESTRY

The Newsletter devoted to spreading love and cultural awareness throughout the world

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Aug 15, 2005? 

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I am announcing yet another new writer for Storytime Tapestry. Amy Hollesley is writer #232 and will be a wonderful asset to our already gifted team of writers.?  Please email her and let her know what you think of her work.

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Now on to the good stuff.......... 

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Animal awareness series endorsed by Shiloh and Hank our mascots; all stories must receive their approval.

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In remembrance of my wonderful doggie "Solomon" who was killed on Sunday night by a car.

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Solomon

Robyn Cavalera

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Solomon was really bugging me to take him outside Sunday night.?  As usual he won, and we both went out.?  Me grumbling and walking, and him bounding with his UN-exhaustible energy.?  We started in the back yard, and worked our way to the front.?  I live on a dirt road that has a speed limit of 20 MPH.? 

God is so good, He knew Solomon would die, and HE provided me with a substitute that is totally opposite from Solomon, but just as loving!? 

Thank You Jesus for accepting my Solomon into the special place You have for our wonderful, Faithful friends with You.

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Today's Queue Stories
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Focus on Home

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By: Jan Verhoeff

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The Pillsbury Dough Boy is a friend of ours, lives up in western Nebraska, calls himself ???Larry??? on a good day; not sure what he is on a bad day.?  His wife, Gloria, probably has a name for him those days.?  I don??™t recall the why Larry became the PDB, but that was his nickname almost from the time we met him. ? He wasn??™t particularly rounded, and he didn??™t have any particular characteristics of the PDB, but he did smile a lot.?  I suppose his sparkling eyes reminded me of the perky little white guy.?  When we left that community, there were lots of tears from the kids, many memories that have lingered, and times when we laugh and think about the past, but the most pleasurable memories spent with Gloria and the Pillsbury Dough Boy.

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Further north we met a Preacher and his wife who lived next door to us. Their grand daughter came to visit and I affectionately referred to her as ???My Chocolate Drop??? because among my little tow heads, she stood out blaringly, her dark curls tied up at the top of her head in a small white ribbon reminding me of the curl at the top of a rich bite of chocolate.?  I??™ve thought of her often as the days drift by, my own children are quickly growing up.?  I??™ve wondered what she??™s doing, if she??™s still with her grandparents, or if her parents were able to get their lives sorted out and invite her back to live with them.?  Those afternoons of cool aide mustaches, cookies on the lawn, and playtime with babies throwing balls and climbing saplings bring precious thoughts to mind.

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In another town, near Denver, a man called ???Jag??? carried a paper sack and walked with a limp.?  He slept in a storage shed at the back of my yard, though it wasn??™t set up for sleeping.?  He refused to come in, even for coffee, but he would take a refill and warm his cozy shed with a blanket I gave him one cold winter night.?  If I left a plate of hot food on the picnic table near the back door, by morning it would be gone, the plate left clean and the fork laying upside down in the middle.?  I washed them and put them away.?  His story was told over many short talks, just a bit here and there, as I warmed his coffee, or in a note he left; once there was a notebook with a lot of entries, as if he kept a journal.?  I learned more about him summers later, when he passed away and I was invited to the reading of his will.?  He??™d kept tabs on me, though I hadn??™t known how.?  He didn??™t have much, just a paper sack full of notebooks and some money left over from his burial fund, paid for by the military.?  He??™d given his own money, his disability income, away.?  The money he left me totaled less than a thousand dollars and he asked that I purchase new appliances for a mission downtown.?  I purchased a stove, a refrigerator, and a dishwasher for the small house he called a mission.?  The home of a woman who let drifters, homeless, and those in need stay for free and fed them what little she had.? 

For whatever purpose, those people touched my life in a very good way.?  They gave me more than I could ever give back.?  They imprinted my life with memories, thoughts, love, and caring.? 

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Just for today, look around you and see who imprints your life.?  But more importantly, look around and see whose life you are imprinting.?  How do you impact the lives you touch? Do you inspire and encourage??  What kind of memory do you leave behind?

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? You may contact Jan Verhoeff at janverhoeff@yahoo.com or by replying to this newsletter address.?  Your thoughts and comments are welcome.

My blog sites:

http://writeurthoughts.blogspot.com? ?  and http://coffeeclatter.blogspot.com

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? ~ Only Two Paths ~

Joyce C. Lock

? ? ?  Once upon a time, there was a retarded young man whose heart's desire was to go out on church visitation. ? One might wonder what good a retarded person could accomplish.?  But, it was decided to let him go.

? ? ?  He walked up to a strange door, in a strange neighborhood, and knocked.?  A man answered the door.?  The young man asked, "Are you going to Heaven?"

? ? ?  The homeowner answered, "No."

? ? ?  Then, the young man responded, "Well, go to Hell, then."

? ? ?  They tell me this was a true story and the stark shock of that incident caused the man to realize his need for God. Thus, he became saved.

? ? ?  Though we might get our lights punched out for trying the same, it would be just as good were we to look at the "either ors", in our life, with just as much boldness and honesty.

Either we are spreading our seed ??¦ Or we're letting people die and go to hell.
Either we are forgiving ... Or we're holding a grudge.
Either we are standing for right ... Or we're standing with Satan.
Either we are loving ... Or we're hating.
Either we are patient ... Or we're impatient.
Either we are serving ... Or we're disobeying God.
Either we are living by faith ... Or we're living in sin.

? ? ?  In every "either or" situation, there are only two paths.?  One of them leads to destruction.

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?© by Joyce C. Lock
http://our.homewithgod.com/heavenlyinspirations/

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Poetry Section

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At the setting of the sun

Amy Hollesley

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I dance along the seashore, at the setting of the sun.

I revel in its glory when my daily work is done.

I praise my Lord for showing me the wonders of His hand,

And I wish this peace and warmth I feel? could flow through

every land.

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If ALL would take the time to see the beauty He has made,

If they could only realise the price that Jesus paid,

Then wars, and all dissention, would very quickly cease,

And all the world would settle in His sweet and perfect

peace.

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Amy Hollesley

HOLLESLEY@aol.com ? 

1st July, 2005

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This is my new poem, which has been submitted to SpiritIsUp for

publication on their site.?  If you go to the site, you will find more

of my poems on shelf 2.?  I don't send in ALL I write, I just send in the

? ones I like best.? ? I write so many of them? !!? ?  LOL

I am a woman who is a Pensioner, and disbled, but with a head

full of words trying to get out.?  Fortunately, my disabilities have

not reached my hands too much, as yet.?  So I am able to type for a

long time, if I so wish.?  I live in the U.K., in Sheltered Housing, as

I need some help with my daily life ........ little things like cooking.

I can't handle hot pots and pans.?  My hands are not strong enough

now.?  I am also a photographer, and an artist.?  I love to draw with

pen and ink, and I also paint sometimes.?  I have quite a few of my

drawings on my computer, if you wish to see them at any time.

I hope this is what you wanted, Carol.

God bless

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Poet I Am

Nicole Stevenson

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As to the type of Poet I am

Real and true to the game

Working hard to make a name

Not just for me but for you

What I have to say is true

Telling stories of pain and happiness

How our people tend to regress

I'm heading in the right direction

Making many connections

Wanting real Poets to step up to the plate

Telling stories so we? ? all can relate

Writing here and submitting there

I wait for no one, things have to be done

So I manage my own group

Gather up the troop

We set forth to find worth

In a world of today with so much confusion

Sometimes it seems like an elusion

Of smoke and hype what is your type

I'm more than words, I'm art

Writing and drawing of sort

People ask for my opinion, and it is given

I get out and support what about you

Are you all talk?

Editing pages, while dealing with my rages

What is in your walk?

Yet, once I sit and type, I don't wait for what's rype

I get my pencil, pen, keyboard under my fingers

I'm not a person of gab, put one of reaction

Who am I? ? I am Poet

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Nicole Marie Stevenson

"A Hope? For A World Of Upright"

poetnwrite@yahoo.com

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Nicole M. Stevenson

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I Grow

Saskia Nienna Streidel

I grow
like a tree,
like an apple.
See my outside:
green and red.
It all started with a dream,
with a thought
that became an act.
And now I am here,
endless, just like the wild sea,
free, just like the?  fresh air.
Living, just like the summer rain,
hoping, just like your prayer.

Saskia Nienna Streidel

saskiaofthewoods@yahoo.de

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My name is Saskia Steidel, I am born the? 17.10.1981 in Germany. I live in a small?  village in the middle of the woods and love to write. Right now I study learn therapy and music therapy and I just quit my job as a ticket manager in the administration of an soccer club, to have more time to study and to write and to work as a Nanny, what I really love. So far I published poems and some other pieces in different books and published one book called "Am Ende der Nebel". Right now I am writing on a children??™s book.

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? I love hearing about Sharon??™s fur babies. It's so true what she says about
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