03/28/17

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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10/28/16

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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02/21/16

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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08/03/15

Permalink 12:39:00 pm, by Mary Email , 1031 words
Categories: Family, Homeschool

Assigned Seating: Ms. Nelson Part 1

Once upon a time there was a beautiful teacher named Patricia Nelson. She had thick, dark hair, a bright smile that produced dimples on her cheeks and sparkles in her brown eyes. She was slender and seemed confident just by the way she carried herself. She wasn't afraid to tell jokes, tear up over a story or let a classroom of 4th graders wander away with their imaginations lit up far beyond the subject at hand.

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07/16/15

Permalink 02:15:00 pm, by Mary Email , 1013 words
Categories: Everyday Life, House, Family, Writing, True To Life Stories, Obedience

Ants, Attitude, and Anne

I've been reading L.M.Montgomery's Anne of Green Gables series. I'm almost done with the third one. If I begin writing a little too flowery, that's why. I lifted my head from the book this morning and thought, "I'm afrost with delight o'er the thought of what will be accomplished today."

It's really similar to picking up an accent after talking over the phone with one of my Michigan relatives. It is suddenly who I am. Sadly, "afrost" isn't even a word, but it felt like one after reading that book for a while, and I can easily give you a definition.

Afrost: (adj.)
1. covered over by something temporary, delicate and beautiful.
2. having an identifying glow bespeaking anticipation of what's to come or what has been.

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