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Sept 19, 2005? 

? Today we are welcoming a wonderful new writer who lives in Canada, actually the part of Canada that I want to move to in the next three years.?  Ameasha Brown becomes writer #246 for Storytime Tapestry.?  Be sure to 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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My Sweet Fur Babies

Ameasha Brown

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I have signed up for your newsletter and I have read some back issues. I really enjoyed reading them but, especially today??™s " Their Eyes ". I can't imagine what it would be like, to have been taken care of all your life and then abandoned, lost, and confused and always looking for your owner, whining, crying, barking, or meowing and so helpless. My dog Pugdy, and my cat Smokey are my kids. At Yule time 2004, my husband and I opted not to exchange gifts to one another, because Pudgy needed? eye surgery costing over $500.00. My cat Smokey who is just over a year, needed to be neutered for two reasons, one to stop him from spraying and two, so there wouldn't be any unwanted litters. They are treat just like they were human. MY dog lives for a car rides,? can tell time, and he has a vocabulary, we have to spell things out. My cat calls for me, maa, maa, and he tries to open doors to find me and every morning he is laying by my bedroom door waiting for me. I had to phone the vet and ask why my cat was kissing me so much. I said it couldn't be for salt because he doesn??™t do it to anyone else. The vet said it was because he loved me and I just laughed and he said he was kidding. Some cats show affection in this manner. So to make this short, I agree with the gentleman who refused to leave without his dog. They love me unconditionally and I return the same to them. I love them with all my heart and then some

Ameasha Brown

kittcat1952@hotmail.com? 

Greetings. My name is Ameasha Brown and I live in Southwestern Ontario, Canada. I have lived in the country along the Nith River for over twenty-five years where my husband and I have raised our three children. My passion is to become an author and I hope to publish a book in the near future. I have published articles with several ezines, I have three books in progress, a children's play in progress, and I am also a writer and? team member with Celtic Sorcery Productions celtic_sorcery@optusnet.com.au

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Today's Queue Stories
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THERE GOES THE PHONE
By Gwen Tweedy

I am at the total other end of the house? and I hear it. But what was it I must inquire and so I seek diligently to find out? what the noise is.? Did you? hear that I say?? 

You did you say?? 

What was it? I ask?? And I don't wait for the answer and I say was that my phone?
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My husband says yes it is your phone. I struggle with disbelief. It was? Are you sure it was my phone?
He says rather annoyed by now yes it was your phone.? And so I sprint to get it hoping I get there in time.

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But you must understand, I am not athletically inclined oh they?  tried to teach me to become? athletic in school by gluing my hand to a metal wire and? making me run up and down a rope, or tackling me on a baseball field? and shaming me that I actually got tagged it! And they treated me with all kinds of stuff if I didn't learn to run.
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I mean how would I grow strong? how would I get my exercise and stuff like I was supposed to have.
They even tried denting my head with a? huge rubber ball.? But nothing worked? I still ran or more like loped like a? turtle that had not been wound up right.? 

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But eventually I get to the phone.? I am injured you understand? my knees are off now,? my ankles I'm not sure where I left them and my upper body looks like someone put? it through a meat grinder? but finally success? I have found the phone.

I pick it up with great excitement much anticipation because it never rings I mean not usually unless . . . . .
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I place the wonderful instrument to my? ear and say breathlessly hello! Hello only to hear nothing!
They have already hung up or left a message and so I? proceed to break everything in my house throwing a fit for I still? remember how to do them from when I was? a kid.
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And then I spend the next days gluing dishes and? fitting pieces of stuff back into place that I know never went together in the first place!

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And so with this I submit the following? phone rules for my phone. And I can because I am the person and it is an? object.

1? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?  Never ring when my elbows are full of hot dish water suds.

2? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?  Never ring when I am on the throne in the necessary room

3? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?  Never wait until I have stepped five steps away so I have to jog back.? 

4? ? ? ? ? ? ?  Always ring on time.

5? ? ? ? ? ? ?  When I am expecting a call do not act like you are a boiling pot and make me wait.
? I get cranky when this happens and then the dog hates me and I've got few friends as it is
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6? ? ? ? ? ? ?  Never ring when I am plugging in the sweeper. Those tiny needles? are? shocking to me and my hands feel funny for centuries.

7? ? ? ? ? ? ?  And always wait until my hands are empty.

8? ? ? ? ? ? ?  And never ring when I am flipping a burger! For some reason that grease is hot in there
and my nose cheeks and lips need to look halfway decent? upon those occasions when my keepers think it is safe to let me out and loose upon the world.

9? ? ? ? ? ? ?  And above all! Do not flip yourself around deliberately and cause me to try to hear out of the
mouth piece, or turn yourself in such a way that I push a button that is? foreign to me and my phone is sick for days.
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10? ? ?  This is not nice and I as a blind person can make you pay for this by dropping you and never finding you again.
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My name is Gwen Tweedy. I reside in mid America,? Wichita, Kansas to be exact. I grew up as a pastor's daughter and I am 52 years of age. I have one grown daughter Melissa. She has Cystic Fibrosis and Diabetes so each new day with her family is measured as priceless.
She is now 25 years old. My husband's name is Bob and because of some disabling factors is at home.
I presently work at? Envision a shop for? blind of which I am one, and visually impaired as a power sewing machine operator. I enjoy writing encouraging letters from the president on down and have many I talk, pray for and help as Jesus gives me words and strength. I enjoy reading and I play piano for my Sunday school class at the Emmanuel Baptist church here in the city.
My Email address is:
gtweedy2@cox.net

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Where Have All the Flowers Gone?
by Karin Janin
?© June, 2005

Where Have All the Flowers Gone?
Today we went to the Clearwater annual festival. This festival was founded by singer/activist Pete Seeger for a very good cause ??”? to clean up the notoriously dirty Hudson River in the state of New York. My husband was somewhat disappointed? in this year's? festival as Pete Seeger was only going to make a 15 minute appearance at the end of the festival. I told him that he had to realize how much things have changed from the "old days" of rah rah political movements. Music is the BEST venue to reach people? ??” much better than talking ??” and Pete Seeger, Peter, Paul & Mary, Arlo Guthrie, Joan Baez, etc. were one of a kind. There is NOTHING like those huge throngs of protestors now.... only small groups exist ... but NOTHING like that. Now these people are getting older, many are mainstream, some still sing songs of peace and/or awareness, but the impact is nothing like it was in the sixties.

Where Have All the Flowers Gone?
Today the tickets to the festival cost $45 per person... so you can imagine that many could not afford attending. Still people came in droves. The oldies tried to recreate the feeling of the 60's through their attire, the newbies pretended by dying their hair, tattooing their bodies, piercing their lips and tongues...but so few are noticing. It was an era I even missed...which I'm sorry about. But the past is the past......

Where Have All the Flowers Gone?
There are many, many books being written about our conditions and about change... but the music is the key and no one has aroused the sleeping giants like they did in the 60's. It's too bad. What is wrong with this picture? When violent Rap music can tap into the hearts and souls easier than the music of justice and peace.... where is the inspiration in that?

Where Have All the Flowers Gone?
We have to remember...as parents often our children will not listen to the chatter of our voice nor will they read what we want them to read. But they listen to music and that is where the difference can happen and yet, it is not.

Where Have All the Flowers Gone?
For positive change, for peace and justice ... can you tell me what we can do?

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Karin Janin is an author, creative life coach, Talk Show Host in NYC, soon to have her own onine "radio" show, a wife, a mother, a grandmother, a dreamer, a jewelry designer, a motivational speaker and more....

You can find out "the more" by tapping onto her two sites:
I ACHIEVE, I CAN
http://www.karinjanin.com

THE ORPHAN CONNECTION (a site dedicated to honoring orphans who are making a difference)
http://www.orphanconnect.com

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Who Says 60 Is Just A Number

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Susan Roberts

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I have often heard "Oh that is just a number", but when it comes to getting to THAT number in years, it can be overwhelming!!!

I am going to be the BIG 60 next month! And that kind of bothers me. No other birthday has ever bugged me before.

16 was a wonderful age, I would be able to drive. 21 was even better, I would be able to go out with friends and have a drink. 30 wasn't a bad age to get to. 40 was a little unsettling. 45 was good, even if I did get a divorce. 46 was wonderful, I remarried a great guy! 50 I spent that day with my husband recovering from surgery he had that morning, so no celebration there

But HERE COMES 60!!!!

That means my life is more than half over and I don't want that! I mean I know I can't and won't live forever, but gee 60 is getting closer and closer to "She's gone!", Know what I mean??

I know I shouldn't feel a little depressed, but gee 60 is getting OLD! And I don't want to get old, but I guess that beats NOT getting older.

Yup, just like I said before 60 is just another number!

Susan Roberts

twofamily2 @earthlink.net

About Me:
I am now married to my second husband.We live on five acres outside of a littletown in the Florida Panhandle. I take careof my 92-year-old mother in law. I havetwo living children, two stepchildren andseven beautiful grandchildren. I am anauthor of a recently published bookGOD and The Hillbilly, published thrupublishamerica.com, about ayoung woman I met online who was in avery abusive marriage with twolittle children. It is based on her lifeand what happened when shereached out for help and got out of thesituation. She was a blessing to know. Ihave been blessed so much in my life withwonderful family, friends and onlinefriends. If you go topublishamerica.com and click on "search,"that will take you to thebook site. If you click on the reviews,you will find that I havetwo pages of reviews, all giving the bookfive stars. There is areview from the Victim Advocate for theWakulla? County Sheriff Dept.as well.

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Writers Feedback

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Hi Carol- Your piece the "The Shores Of Galilee" is totally captivating
to read. Thanks for sharing a visit to a synagogue some of your readers
might not otherwise get. I would have loved to have heard the singing
in Hebrew. Music is a universal language every one can appreciate. Many
Blessings.?  --K>? 

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Carol, - Shores of Galilee

I really like this piece. This one is full of emotion and thought.

Thank you for sharing it!

Dianna

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