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FOWC with Fandango

buttress

Don’t Worry

Up against the cool stone wall  
The buttress gives support 
As surely as your best job done 
Boss gives a good report.  

If that wall falls in on you 
So that it crushed your soul 
Push it aside, find a new rock 
And let those bad feelings roll. 

You can’t live life so worried 
That you aren’t doing the best. 
There are plenty of others 
Who have always done much less.  

Your Daily Word Prompt: peculiar

Peculiar  

Things that are weird 
Things that are strange 
Things on the prairie  
Things home on the range. 

Things at a party 
Things at a game 
Things at a school house 
Some peculiar kids name.  

One family loves it 
One that just won’t  
One couples ideas 
One time you’re told “don’t”. 

How do you manage? 
How do you stay? 
How do you deal with 
Weird things people say? 

Three Things Challenge

Written for today’s Three Things Challenge from Di at Pensitivity101. The three things are “shade,” “brother,” and “mobile.”

There lived in the forest a family of five. They were a happy family and they loved living beneath the sycamore trees, using their shade to allow time for relaxation. They loved living in the forest with the animals and with the weather. They believed that God put them in the forest for a purpose and knew that in the forest is where they would stay. God did not wish for them to be mobile, as he did not provide them with a vehicle or animals to ride. They loved being together. The mother and father, the sisters and the brother. No negativity, good communication, working together. God created perfection.

Fandango’s Provocative Question

Would you be willing to give up everything you have if you could go back and start your life all over again? Why or why not?

Wow, this is a hard one but I have to say yes. I would wish I could keep a few things. I would wish I could keep my children. I wish I could keep my positivity.

Why would I be okay starting life all over again? I could use what I know now to do all the things I have learned are right and would attempt all of the things I was too scared to try. I would do some of the things I did in my life differently. I would go to college and major in something else. I would try to get my dream job even if I didn’t have the confidence to try.

Why wouldn’t I? I would be afraid that I wouldn’t be me in my new life. There are things I don’t regret. I would be scared that I made the wrong decision.

I think the biggest question is: when do we start again? At birth? At a certain age?

FOWC with Fandango: Plant

Once upon a time there was a boy who wanted to grow a beanstalk. He decided to research all of the things he would need to make sure his plant was healthy and grew as much as it could. The boy did his research and bought all of the materials he needed. He set up his planting area and tended to his planting. The beanstalk grew and grew. When it was almost big enough for him to climb, the giant came and chopped that beanstalk down. The boy was crushed. He cried and cried. All of his work, wasted!

The giant, who had learned about the beanstalk that was being grown, found the idea of this beanstalk atrocious! Without even thinking he went and he cut that beanstalk down. He didn’t think about the time the boy had put into planning his growing. The giant didn’t think of the pride that went along with the growth of the beanstalk. The giant hadn’t been thinking and unfortunately didn’t have anyone he could talk to. This led to what he did. He cut that beanstalk down.

Now the boy has moved on but the giant continues to cry. He is sad that the boy was upset. He is sad that the boy has gone away. He is sad he didn’t think first about what he was doing before making such a rash decision. The giant lives with this and because the boy has gone away, the giant is afraid that he will have to live with this sorrow forever.

Perhaps someday the giant can forgive himself for what he had done. Would you forgive him?

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #55

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Below the great oak tree 

Below the great oak tree 

I find all my dreams 

Thinking of futures  

And what it all means. 

What will I do now? 

Where will I go? 

How do I decide? 

How will I know? 

I wait for some sign 

From the man up above 

And hope that I live  

On hope, joy and love. 

I try to stay living 

In a positive way 

Although my life’s path 

Has gone quite astray.  

With my friend and my daughter 

Together we drive 

To live a life perfect 

For the ones still alive.  

Tale Weaver – #251: Jobs

What do I want to be when I grow up?

When I look back and think of all the jobs I have had there are some that I recall with a smile, others I roll my eyes at. In addition to the jobs I have had I still have jobs that I wish I had had or jobs I wish I could still get.

When I was younger my dream job would have been to be like Clarice in Silence of the Lambs, talking to the most disturbed individuals, trying to find some sense it how the brain works. People think I am deranged myself, that I find it absolutely amazing to hear about the f—-ed up things people have done in this world. It is not that I sensationalize the crime, I find it hugely “intriguing” maybe, that a brain can find something okay with something that is so wrong. Anyhow, the last time I wanted to look into joining the FBI I was a new mother and figured that was a dream that would never happen. I still wish I had tried.

My teaching jobs have given me so many memories. So many people that I have worked with , all of the kids I have worked with. Now that I am no longer actively teaching, I think of all the things I still want to teach kids. I was one of those teachers who told kids the world like it was. I wanted kids to realize that there is a life beyond school and all of these years was just getting you ready to be a functioning citizen in society. I would tell students why they didn’t know something or why they weren’t learning something. Kids think if they don’t learn something it means they are dumb. No way! There is something getting in the way! I believe that everyone can learn whatever they want to learn. Find what is blocking that path! I hope that someday one of my former students thinks back and says “Mrs. B was right! I am pretty darn smart when I put my mind to learning something!”

There are other jobs in my repertoire. Waitress, Bartender, Fabric store fabric folder, CVS worker, nursery school teacher, job coach, employment specialist, garden center worker, planter (at a garden center), babysitter, salesperson, teacher, health coach, parent…I’m sure I am forgetting something.

What about now? I want to be an author. I want to be a writer. I want to have children ask their moms, dads, grandmas, Santa, whoever, for my books! I love working with kids. I like educational assessing. I love being a special education advocate. I love bartending. I don’t know what my next job will be. I am working on my writing. I am taking classes to improve it.

What do I want to be when I grow up? I don’t know yet.