Permalink 09:43:00 am, by Mary Email , 563 words
Categories: Everyday Life, Marriage, Family, America

Regarding Expectation

Once again my phone was acting up. It wouldn't hold a charge, wouldn't open my e-mail because it claimed my storage is full. I deleted things, tried to clean it up, kept it plugged in, and generally treated it like a newborn infant, but it would not cooperate. This made me angry. Angry because I had expectations that weren't being met. I wanted my little tiny hand-computer to be my lifeline to the rest of the world at anytime and at any place. It was not meeting the needs it had touted it would and it wasn't fair.

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Permalink 07:04:00 am, by Mary Email , 754 words
Categories: Writing, America

Careless Endeavors

Yesterday I made sure of my plans. I measured several times. I wrote down the dimensions and then drew out a diagram of the project, and measured and did the math all over again just to be sure. I made a list of materials, I made a list of the cuts I would need, the sizes and the quality, the number of pieces and then I compared them to my diagram to ensure I didn't miss anything.

I didn't want to invest in something that wouldn't work. I didn't want to put my money and my time into a careless endeavor.

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Permalink 02:23:00 pm, by Mary Email , 576 words
Categories: Writing

Destroying the Darkness

We don't expect to see in the dark. In fact we have switches that flood rooms with light, placed strategically around our homes, so that at any hour of the day we can walk around and do what needs doing without stumbling, falling or missing our target.

Darkness makes things harder.

Darkness changes our perception and misrepresents what is obvious in the light.

In dealing with an old acquaintance I tried to communicate love, acceptance, understanding and even repentance. I was received with paranoia, accusations and fear. I questioned and ultimately blamed myself for poor communication, but on further observation and much prayer I came to realize the blame wasn't all mine. It was the darkness.

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Permalink 04:11:00 am, by Mary Email , 1043 words
Categories: Friends, America, Homeschool

Ms. Nelson is Missing

In this last memoir of 4th grade, I want to talk about what every student knew about Ms. Nelson. What was most remembered of Ms. Nelson, by every class she had, was her love of animals and especially birds. While in her class we sent off letters to wildlife organizations to implore them to save the whales. We made our own insect nets and marched the fields around the school and our own backyards catching and showing off our finds under homemade displays. We spent the first marking period of fourth grade science looking for insects and learning all we could about them.

Then we put our science books in our desks and never got them out again, because the rest of the year we studied birds. That's it. We didn't spend much time on anything else, just birds.

It was amazing.

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Permalink 11:52:00 pm, by Mary Email , 800 words
Categories: Michigan, Family, Parenting, Writing, Friends, America, Homeschool

Rising to a Smile: Ms. Nelson Part 2

I realize now that Ms. Nelson didn't just love her students. It wasn't simply her care and attention that made her memorable to us. She seemed to have an ability to challenge us that made us do things we didn't know we could do. I loved every afternoon when she read to us. We were sweaty, mussy, distracted and tired after the mid day recess. She knew we wouldn't respond to demands during that part of the day, she lead us to sit, to rest and to relax while she read "Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing" and "Where the Sidewalk Ends" to our eager ears.

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