Ditto to Carmody, this is for my seminary.
Just a Fly on the Wall
By Kate Wynstelle
buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..................................................
I am here.
I came from low
places, I fly. I
don't know where.
Darkness.
Must stop.
Might get eaten
by a bat.
Room.
Warm.
Shelter.
Stay. I will
stay.
Noisy.
Small. Pink.
I see it from the
wall of dirt. It is
a baby. Human, starting low.
In a bed.
Who is the baby? Why is He so special? Why is he here? Why do I feel this way?
More people are coming, herding sheep. They kneel to the babe. What should I do? I kneel, too; lowering my sticky knees to the wall.
I will die soon, but I will never forget the babe in the bed, and how all knelt to Him.
Friday, December 21, 2012
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Merry Christmas!
Hi everyone! Here is a Christmas story I wrote for seminary.
The Loyal Donkey
By Carmody Eggett 12-20-12
Exhausted. Weak. Thirsty. Those were the three things I felt during that time. I had just taken a long journey from Galilee with my mistress on my back. A sense of pride had filled me at carrying her throughout this trip, as though there was something special about her. As we finally neared Bethlehem, I was ready to collapse from lack of sleep. But so was my master, who had shared most of his meals with me. He cared dearly for my mistress, so he fed me well.
Suddenly, I sensed something was wrong with my mistress. My master pled with me to continue walking and started me on a brisk pace. Back and forth my master would run up to a building and beg the people for a place to stay. But no one would let us in. By now my mistress was moaning. Finally, my master was able to find a place--a simple stable. He carried my mistress the rest of the way. I decided to follow. A stable meant food and rest for me.
I was very confused at first. My mistress was in great distress, and I didn't know how to help her. I finally gave up and found a small place to sleep. When I awoke, my mistress was no longer upset. I felt a sense of peace as I got up to see what was going on. She was leaning over a manger filled with hay and smiling at it. Never before had I seen my mistress this joyous. My curiosity overcame me and I walked over to the manger. Inside was an infant, beaming with light. I stood in awe at the babe. I felt like I was going to burst with happiness.
And it all came from the newborn child.
I hope at this time of year that all of you will be thinking about Christ and His love for us, and that you can not only feel the joy of Christmas, but share it.
Have a wonderful Christmas.
-Jemison Stripes
The Loyal Donkey
By Carmody Eggett 12-20-12
Exhausted. Weak. Thirsty. Those were the three things I felt during that time. I had just taken a long journey from Galilee with my mistress on my back. A sense of pride had filled me at carrying her throughout this trip, as though there was something special about her. As we finally neared Bethlehem, I was ready to collapse from lack of sleep. But so was my master, who had shared most of his meals with me. He cared dearly for my mistress, so he fed me well.
Suddenly, I sensed something was wrong with my mistress. My master pled with me to continue walking and started me on a brisk pace. Back and forth my master would run up to a building and beg the people for a place to stay. But no one would let us in. By now my mistress was moaning. Finally, my master was able to find a place--a simple stable. He carried my mistress the rest of the way. I decided to follow. A stable meant food and rest for me.
I was very confused at first. My mistress was in great distress, and I didn't know how to help her. I finally gave up and found a small place to sleep. When I awoke, my mistress was no longer upset. I felt a sense of peace as I got up to see what was going on. She was leaning over a manger filled with hay and smiling at it. Never before had I seen my mistress this joyous. My curiosity overcame me and I walked over to the manger. Inside was an infant, beaming with light. I stood in awe at the babe. I felt like I was going to burst with happiness.
And it all came from the newborn child.
I hope at this time of year that all of you will be thinking about Christ and His love for us, and that you can not only feel the joy of Christmas, but share it.
Have a wonderful Christmas.
-Jemison Stripes
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Someday
Here's a poem that Anna inspired me to write! ;)
Someday
By Jemison Stripes 12-19-12
Someday I’ll be famous
Someday
By Jemison Stripes 12-19-12
Someday I’ll be famous
Someday I’m sure
Someday I’ll be traveling the world
No longer a tour.
I’ll be cruising through the Caribbeans
Standing face to face with the Sphinx.
Harvesting cacao beans with the Ghanians
Discovering exciting links.
I’ll see the Eiffel tower
And the Mona Lisa, too.
I’ll eat chocolate every hour
In Switzerland
with you.
In Hungary
I’ll celebrate Szent Mikolas Day,
I’ll visit temple ruins in Greece .
In a local Fijian village I’ll stay,
Sailing through the warm breeze.
I’ll climb to the top of Angel
Falls
See the cherry blossoms in Japan .
I’ll walk along the Great China Wall
Yes, that is a very great plan!
There are so many places that I’d like to be
Traveling the world, no longer a tour.
Someday, maybe, maybe just maybe
I’ll be famous, I’ll wait no more.
But for now, I think that you’ll agree
I’m fine where I am, with my family at home.
Life’s not all about me, me, me,
But about sharing, and caring; it ought to be known.
So someday I’ll be famous,
Someday I am sure.
Someday I’ll be traveling the world,
But for now I’ll enjoy my life here.
Enjoy!
Enjoy!
-Jemison Stripes
On the subject of books
Hello citizens of blog One.... (word at a time),
It has been brought to the attention of certain persons that there are authors on this blog..... writing books.
This is a long process, and, out of courtesy for the readers, one that may be addressed in 2 recommended ways and one unrecommended way:
1)Post chapters, and label them with the title of the book. Then the readers can select the label, and see all of the chapters.
2)Monkey see, monkey do. Do as the Spinach. Post a link.
3) (not recommended) Open a page for your whole story, and edit it from time to time. (people do not get notices if you edit it; they'd need to check it)
Please take one of the following measures if you have not already.
The sanity of the readers rests in your hands. May the odds be ever in your favor.
Sincerely,
President K/T Snow
It has been brought to the attention of certain persons that there are authors on this blog..... writing books.
This is a long process, and, out of courtesy for the readers, one that may be addressed in 2 recommended ways and one unrecommended way:
1)Post chapters, and label them with the title of the book. Then the readers can select the label, and see all of the chapters.
2)Monkey see, monkey do. Do as the Spinach. Post a link.
3) (not recommended) Open a page for your whole story, and edit it from time to time. (people do not get notices if you edit it; they'd need to check it)
Please take one of the following measures if you have not already.
The sanity of the readers rests in your hands. May the odds be ever in your favor.
Sincerely,
President K/T Snow
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Italy Poem
I'm leaving for Italy tomorrow morning!!
you are the trip i cannot take.
you are the purls i cannot buy.
you are my blue Italian lake.
you are my piece of foreign sky.
(no, i did not write this.)
-Anna
you are the trip i cannot take.
you are the purls i cannot buy.
you are my blue Italian lake.
you are my piece of foreign sky.
(no, i did not write this.)
-Anna
Dress Ups- A Fairy Tale
Once upon a time, there was a baker. He was in love with the princess, and she was in love with him. They'd gotten to know each other as he delivered her weekly batch of tea cakes. He didn't mind that she was a bit chubby, and she didn't mind that he was common. They would've been married after 6 months of friendship if not for one thing: King Wotchisfais, her father. Convinced that Princess Aka-aka was the most beautiful girl in the world, he was determined to find a suitable husband for her.
The love-birds waited in secrecy for Wotchisfais to say something about a match. But the months dragged on, and on, and still the king was still.
Finally, shortly after Aka-aka's birthday, the king issued a proclamation. "Hear ye, hear ye! If there be any worthless being who thinks to seek the hand of the priceless, peerless, perfectly plump Princess Aka-aka let him present himself promptly at the palace. There he shall proceed to participate in a contest. The prize of which shall be marriage to the most beautiful Princess Aka-aka."
The pair rejoiced when they heard this, but still remained silent about their affection. They wanted to see what the king had in mind.
A few princes arrived, and a couple farmers who wanted to move up in the world. They gathered in the throne room with the king and princess to hear the challenge. The challenge was given.
The princes paled; the farmers shrugged, and returned to farming; and princess Aka-aka burst into tears.
The next morning (delivery time), she cried into the baker's shoulder that she would die an old maid, and then explained between sobs what her father wanted. The baker would've fainted if Aka-aka hadn't been clutching him. Wotchisfais wanted the Fountain of Youth!
After reassuring her of his undying devotion, the baker returned to his shop an closed up. He gave away the pastries and breads, then went up to his room. He put on his super hero pjs and walked out the door. Off he went!;* with neither food nor water to sustain his being. He carried only the memory of his princess and the love they shared.
The night came after a day's walk. The baker dressed up as a superhero found himself pacing through the woods. Shadowy darkness, already ominous, grew black-er. The moon hid. Shyly, the stars covered themselves with tenebrous clouds. The baker dressed up as a superhero fel fear smoothly edge its way into his heart. He heard the shrub shudder. Or did he? Was his imagination taking control? Was there really something sinister hiding in that tangle of leaves? An owl hooted, and he ran. He ran and ran and ran and ran. Running helped him clear his head-- there wouldn't be anything following him. That only happened in fairy tales. (I love it when people put that in books or movies :), so I just had to put it in, naturally) Then he heard it again. A whisper of twigs being moved. His reason fled again, and so did he. Slowing once more, (this time from exhaustion) he considered his situation. He could fight or take flight. Since he didn't have hollow bones, he decided to fight whatever was out there.
Silence blanketed the forest.
Then it was there! The rustling sound.Clenching his fist, the baker dressed up as a superhero waited. Then, all of a sudden, a wolf appeared!
The baker dressed up as a superhero lowered his fists. "Whew!" he sighed, "I was afraid something awful was following me."
Choosing not to respond to that, the wold asked "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"I'm a baker dressed up as a superhero, and I'm in love with Princess Aka-aka; but her father, King Wotchisfais, won't let me marry her unless I find the Fountain of Youth."
"I could help you," the wolf told him, "When I put my left ear on the ground I can hear anything in the world."
"Really?"the baker dressed up as a superhero asked. "What happens when you put your right ear on the ground?""A mountain falls half-way around the world, and a princess falls in love with a baker."
"Whoa, really?" he asked again.
"No, nothing happens."
Thus, the baker dressed up as a superhero and the hearing-wolf became BFFs, and set off together. They walked the rest of the night, and kept on walking as the sun rose.
Presently, they left the wood, and were strolling through a mountain meadow. Traveling further, they came to a bridge. As they started across they heard a voice call "Who's that foot-steeping over my bridge?"
"It is I, the baker dressed up as a superhero, and my friend, the hearing-wolf. We are only passing through to find the --"
"I'm going to eat you up!" shouted the troll, as he jumped onto the bridge.
But before he could, another sound came from the other side of the ford. The troll whirled around.
"Who's that trip-trappin' over my bridge?"he bellowed.
A chorus of voices came back over, "It is only we, the three Billy Goats Gruff. We are going to eat the green, green gr--"
"I'm going to eat you up!" the troll shouted, fergetting he already had a meal ready and waiting.
Boldly, the largest of the three goats stepped forward. "Try it if you can!" he called; and without waiting for an answer, he charged across the bridge, and butted the troll hari over hairy toes into the river.
The other two trotted over to join him, and to meet the strangers who had watched in amazement.
"Who are you?" ask the smallest, Willy.
"Why are you here?" questioned William, the next largest.
"Where are you going?" rumbled Williamsburg in his deep voice.
The baker dressed up as a superhero explained, "I'm a baker dressed up as a superhero, and I'm in love with Princess Aka-aka; but her father, King Wotchisfais, won't let me marry her unless I find the Fountain of Youth. This is my friend: the hearing-wolf. When he puts his left ear on the ground he can hear anything in the world. He has agreed to help me."
Looking at each other, the Billy Goats nodded. "We'll help, too!" they cried.
"I can see anywhere in the world when I hop up and down three times." said Willy
"I can run anywhere in the world almost before you can blink." said William.
"And I have the strength of ten armies." said Williamsburg.
The baker dressed up as a superhero could've clapped his hands for joy. "Excellent! Willy, can you see the Fountain?"
Three hops and a glance around later, Willy replied "Yes. There's a wooden cup next to it."
Turning to William, the baker dressed up as a superhero asked him "Will you run and get it?"
"Can do." and with that and a quick nod of direction from Willy, he was gone ... Only to appear seconds later with a cup full of water. "Sorry," he said, "it took a while for me to fill the cup from the Fountain."
"No worries!" the baker dressed up as a superhero practically squealed in delight, "Let's head back. But would you all mind sticking around? I might need you again."
They all agreed ("That's what friends are for!") and off they went to the palace.
On the way the met A Couple of People; twins, it seem. They looked so fatigued that the baker dressed up as a superhero offered them a drink or some berries that he'd gathered. They declined, and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
To which he responded, "I'm a baker dressed up as a superhero, and I'm in love with Princess Aka-aka; but her father, King Wotchisfais, won't let me marry her unless I find the Fountain of Youth. This is my friend: the hearing-wolf. When he puts his left ear on the ground he can hear anything in the world. And these are the three Billy Goats Gruff. Willy here can see anything inthe world with three hops; quick as a flash, William can go to that place and beyond; and for our safety, Williamsburg has the strength of ten armies. They have all agreed to help me."
"Oh! Let us come, too! One of Us is always thirsty, and the Other One is always hungry. Surely we can assist ou somehow."
Gladly, they were welcomed. The next day, they all appeared at the palace.
A great change had taken place. King Wotchisfais had had a nightmare that a baker dressed up as a superhero would win the princess. The king felt that this was a vision, and strove with all his might to prevent it. He called the army home, and set them up everywhere around the village; but he consentrated the force around, in, and through the castle.
Of course, with Williamsburg, the baker dressed up as a superhero had no problem entering the throne room.
He and his friends arrived before Aka-aka and her father, who had been sitting on their thrones as the army was dispersed (much to the dismay of Aka-aka, who felt that her father was going senile).
But his nightmare was coming true! He had to think of a way to stop the baker dressed up as a superhero from marrying his precious princess. Wait, no he didn't. He already had a plan. What was it? Oh... Yes! The CELLAR of ANTI-STARVATION and THIRST!!
Coldly, Wotchisfais congratulated the baker dressed up as a superhero on successfully passing the 1st test, and invited him into the royal kitchen for the next one. The princess had been staring in adoration at her love, but now turned to her father in despair.
The cup was set aside until it was needed, and the baker dressed up as a superhero and his friends were led to the kitchen, right up to a cellar filled with an asparagus-artichoke icecream shake. "Your next task is to drink this icecream," the king was heard to say. "You may select one companion to help you drink this before sundown." It was noon now, and the baker dressed up as a superhero's hopes rose as high as the sun after he heard the requirement. "Your majesty, I would like to select for my companion One of the Couple of People," and thus, the drinking commenced. The baker dressed up as a superhero almost threw up at the taste, but One of the Couple of People was so thirsty that he didn't care about the flavor of the beverage. With in two hours, the king's second largest cellar was as dry as Goblin Valley. Up in his chamber, the king stood shocked at his messanger's news. "Really?... ah... well then.... Let's see our fellow, shall we?" his majestic character slipped as he hurridly considered whether the next challenge was ready.
The messenger, a young boy, was so shaken by this friendly monarch that he came down with the fever and lost his sight.
*Let this be a lesson to all you rulers: always keep up appearances. Your subjects depend on it.*
"Eat this squid"
'Ew.' thought the baker dressed up as a superhero. 'Yum' thought the Other Couple of People, 'seafood.'
2 hours and a few trips to the bathroom later, another cellar was empty (although this one had been sqelshy and slimy).
The baker dressed up as a superhero watched the king leave, going to think of another challenge. 'This could go on forever.' the baker dressed up as a superhero pondered, 'I need to stop this.'
So as Wotchisfais thought of a challenge, the baker dressed up as a superhero thought of a way to avoid it. Princess Aka-aka was thinking, too; and arranged for a meeting with her soul-mate. After a fond, yet modest embrace, the baker dressed up as a superhero and the princess got down to business.
What did King Wotchisfais object to? That the baker dressed up as a superhero was common. How could they change that? Hmmmmm....
The princess searched through the history books, and found a similar account. It was resolved when the commoner became prince of a remote island seven years away. But the baker dressed up as a superhero didn't think the king would fall for that ruse without some persuasion. Besides, the maps didn't show an island seven years away.
Once again, the baker dressed up as a superhero turned to Willy and the hearing-wolf.
"Do you see a distant island?" he asked Willy, "So distant it would take eight years to travel to?" Better safe than sorry.
"Yes," Willy said, "It's rich, happy, and fertile."
"Hearing-wolf, what is happening there?"
The hearing-wolf put his ear to the ground. After a few minutes, he spoke. "The king has died. The 'elder prince and heir' is on a long voyage, and has been gone ten years. His younger brother has been regent, but is waiting loyally for his brother." He continued, "The island is called Citzdem; and the brothers are Cim, the elder, and Dom, the younger."
Next, the baker dressed up as a superhero called William. "Can you run over water?"
"Of course."
"Please go to Citzdem; Willy will show you the way."
"What will I do there?" puzzled William.
"Deliver this message, please," and the baker dressed up as a superhero handed William a letter written by Princess Aka-aka in man's handwriting. "It goes to prince Dom, informing him that Cim is marrying a foreign princess, and that Dom must rule in Cim's place, for Cim needs to help the princess's aged father."
"Okey dokey" and William was off.
The next morning, King Wotchisfais summoned the baker dressed up as a superhero, but before he could announce the day's challenge, the baker dressed up as a superhero interjected.
"Your majesty, I'm afraid I have deceived you. I am not a baker dressed up as a superhero, but a prince dressed up as a baker dressed up as a superhero. As proof," he quickly moved on, before his majesty could object, "my brother has written me this letter," and he pulled out the response that William had brought back the night before.
"Dear Brother,
"I'm glad you have found love, and another kingdom to ally. I will take power as best I can, and hope you will visit occasionally.
"Sincerely,
"Dom XII Remandise, King of Citzdem."
Jumping off his throne, Wotchisfais seized the letter, and carefully examined it.
"How do I know this is real?"
"Simple. Travel to Citzdem to find out for yourself."
The king came up close to the baker dressed up as a superhero who was also pretending to be a prince dressed up as a baker dressed up as a superhero, and slowly, morbidly, and quietly stated, "If this proves to be false, you will have no head to think with, no heart to feel with, and no hands to reach out for mercy." Abruptly turning, he called out, "Prepare the royal ship! We are going on a voyage!"
The captain was immediately dragged in and informed. He asked how long the voyage would be., and King Wotchisfais turned to the baker dressed up as a superhero who was also pretending to be a prince dressed up as a baker dressed up as a superhero.
"Well, how long?"
"16 years, round trip."
"Hah!" the obstinate king answered, "A lie. You'll not be rid of us for that long. Prepare the ship for a 15 year, 363 day voyage."
So the king set off, with his cowering captain and crew; and while he was gone, the baker dressed up as a superhero took off his pjs, and married the princess. The baker turned prince ruled a peaceful kingdom, with the help of his friends: Willy and the hearing-wolf kept him informed of outside matters; William and Williamsburg were a 2-goat border patrol; and The Couple of People started a program to provide food and drink for the hungry and thirsty. So all-in-all, things ran smoothly. Aka-aka had a few children; the eldest of which was almost grown, when Wotchisfais returned, 15 years and 365 days later (it was leap year) .
His face was the face of a raging kookaburra (or was it a rhino?), and his eyes were like two firebirds, ready to fly out and lay waste to the country; or to the unfortunate baker turned prince who was trembling before him.
"You STUPID, SIMPERING, SMARTIE-PANTS, SUPERHEROof a FAKE! Do you know what you've done!" The king roared.
Uh-oh, thought the baker turned prince. I'm in trouble.
And boy, was he in trouble.
It had never occured to him to see what the king was doing, or what was happening on Citzdem.
King Wotchisfais filled him in.
Of course, Cim eventually came back home, to find that his brother was ruling as king, and that he had settled so smoothly into this role, that no one was overjoyed that the real king was back. Some people thought that a change would be enjoyable, but they weren't willing to work for it.
Dom, naturally, thought that it was outragous that his brother thought that he could just come back and reclaim a throne he'd denied; and Cim thought that it was outragous that his brother thought that he had denied the throne. In the end, Cim had asked a neighboring island for help, and Citzdem was being torn apart by the war.
The baker turned prince sent the king to meet the grandkids and drink of the Fountain of Youth (he was looking really old); then held a council with his friends.
Willy and the hearing-wolf confirmed what the king had said. William was sent with a note of explanation, and to bring Williamsburg home.
When the brothers found they'd been dupped, they took immediate action. Dom abdicated in favor of Cim, and Cim ordered Dom to lead the royal navy against Snnah (the kingdom the baker was ruling).
But before they could do any damage, an alliance was made. The Citzdemians would go home and never bother Snnah again if....
Let's just say that the baker had a new home: the royal island dungeon.
Aka-aka died of heartbreak, and her father soon followed after raging for an hour.
Prince Kak-bro, the baker turned prince's son, became the king. He ruled a peaceful kingdom, with the help of his friends: Willy and the hearing-wolf kept him informed of outside matters; William and Williamsburg were a 2-goat border patrol; and The Couple of People enlarged their program to provide food and drink for the hungry and thirsty. So all-in-all, things ran smoothly.
And most of them lived happily ever after.
The End
Note: If you want to end a story quickly, kill everyone off, or send them somewhere out of the way. :)
The love-birds waited in secrecy for Wotchisfais to say something about a match. But the months dragged on, and on, and still the king was still.
Finally, shortly after Aka-aka's birthday, the king issued a proclamation. "Hear ye, hear ye! If there be any worthless being who thinks to seek the hand of the priceless, peerless, perfectly plump Princess Aka-aka let him present himself promptly at the palace. There he shall proceed to participate in a contest. The prize of which shall be marriage to the most beautiful Princess Aka-aka."
The pair rejoiced when they heard this, but still remained silent about their affection. They wanted to see what the king had in mind.
A few princes arrived, and a couple farmers who wanted to move up in the world. They gathered in the throne room with the king and princess to hear the challenge. The challenge was given.
The princes paled; the farmers shrugged, and returned to farming; and princess Aka-aka burst into tears.
The next morning (delivery time), she cried into the baker's shoulder that she would die an old maid, and then explained between sobs what her father wanted. The baker would've fainted if Aka-aka hadn't been clutching him. Wotchisfais wanted the Fountain of Youth!
After reassuring her of his undying devotion, the baker returned to his shop an closed up. He gave away the pastries and breads, then went up to his room. He put on his super hero pjs and walked out the door. Off he went!;* with neither food nor water to sustain his being. He carried only the memory of his princess and the love they shared.
The night came after a day's walk. The baker dressed up as a superhero found himself pacing through the woods. Shadowy darkness, already ominous, grew black-er. The moon hid. Shyly, the stars covered themselves with tenebrous clouds. The baker dressed up as a superhero fel fear smoothly edge its way into his heart. He heard the shrub shudder. Or did he? Was his imagination taking control? Was there really something sinister hiding in that tangle of leaves? An owl hooted, and he ran. He ran and ran and ran and ran. Running helped him clear his head-- there wouldn't be anything following him. That only happened in fairy tales. (I love it when people put that in books or movies :), so I just had to put it in, naturally) Then he heard it again. A whisper of twigs being moved. His reason fled again, and so did he. Slowing once more, (this time from exhaustion) he considered his situation. He could fight or take flight. Since he didn't have hollow bones, he decided to fight whatever was out there.
Silence blanketed the forest.
Then it was there! The rustling sound.Clenching his fist, the baker dressed up as a superhero waited. Then, all of a sudden, a wolf appeared!
The baker dressed up as a superhero lowered his fists. "Whew!" he sighed, "I was afraid something awful was following me."
Choosing not to respond to that, the wold asked "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
"I'm a baker dressed up as a superhero, and I'm in love with Princess Aka-aka; but her father, King Wotchisfais, won't let me marry her unless I find the Fountain of Youth."
"I could help you," the wolf told him, "When I put my left ear on the ground I can hear anything in the world."
"Really?"the baker dressed up as a superhero asked. "What happens when you put your right ear on the ground?""A mountain falls half-way around the world, and a princess falls in love with a baker."
"Whoa, really?" he asked again.
"No, nothing happens."
Thus, the baker dressed up as a superhero and the hearing-wolf became BFFs, and set off together. They walked the rest of the night, and kept on walking as the sun rose.
Presently, they left the wood, and were strolling through a mountain meadow. Traveling further, they came to a bridge. As they started across they heard a voice call "Who's that foot-steeping over my bridge?"
"It is I, the baker dressed up as a superhero, and my friend, the hearing-wolf. We are only passing through to find the --"
"I'm going to eat you up!" shouted the troll, as he jumped onto the bridge.
But before he could, another sound came from the other side of the ford. The troll whirled around.
"Who's that trip-trappin' over my bridge?"he bellowed.
A chorus of voices came back over, "It is only we, the three Billy Goats Gruff. We are going to eat the green, green gr--"
"I'm going to eat you up!" the troll shouted, fergetting he already had a meal ready and waiting.
Boldly, the largest of the three goats stepped forward. "Try it if you can!" he called; and without waiting for an answer, he charged across the bridge, and butted the troll hari over hairy toes into the river.
The other two trotted over to join him, and to meet the strangers who had watched in amazement.
"Who are you?" ask the smallest, Willy.
"Why are you here?" questioned William, the next largest.
"Where are you going?" rumbled Williamsburg in his deep voice.
The baker dressed up as a superhero explained, "I'm a baker dressed up as a superhero, and I'm in love with Princess Aka-aka; but her father, King Wotchisfais, won't let me marry her unless I find the Fountain of Youth. This is my friend: the hearing-wolf. When he puts his left ear on the ground he can hear anything in the world. He has agreed to help me."
Looking at each other, the Billy Goats nodded. "We'll help, too!" they cried.
"I can see anywhere in the world when I hop up and down three times." said Willy
"I can run anywhere in the world almost before you can blink." said William.
"And I have the strength of ten armies." said Williamsburg.
The baker dressed up as a superhero could've clapped his hands for joy. "Excellent! Willy, can you see the Fountain?"
Three hops and a glance around later, Willy replied "Yes. There's a wooden cup next to it."
Turning to William, the baker dressed up as a superhero asked him "Will you run and get it?"
"Can do." and with that and a quick nod of direction from Willy, he was gone ... Only to appear seconds later with a cup full of water. "Sorry," he said, "it took a while for me to fill the cup from the Fountain."
"No worries!" the baker dressed up as a superhero practically squealed in delight, "Let's head back. But would you all mind sticking around? I might need you again."
They all agreed ("That's what friends are for!") and off they went to the palace.
On the way the met A Couple of People; twins, it seem. They looked so fatigued that the baker dressed up as a superhero offered them a drink or some berries that he'd gathered. They declined, and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
To which he responded, "I'm a baker dressed up as a superhero, and I'm in love with Princess Aka-aka; but her father, King Wotchisfais, won't let me marry her unless I find the Fountain of Youth. This is my friend: the hearing-wolf. When he puts his left ear on the ground he can hear anything in the world. And these are the three Billy Goats Gruff. Willy here can see anything inthe world with three hops; quick as a flash, William can go to that place and beyond; and for our safety, Williamsburg has the strength of ten armies. They have all agreed to help me."
"Oh! Let us come, too! One of Us is always thirsty, and the Other One is always hungry. Surely we can assist ou somehow."
Gladly, they were welcomed. The next day, they all appeared at the palace.
A great change had taken place. King Wotchisfais had had a nightmare that a baker dressed up as a superhero would win the princess. The king felt that this was a vision, and strove with all his might to prevent it. He called the army home, and set them up everywhere around the village; but he consentrated the force around, in, and through the castle.
Of course, with Williamsburg, the baker dressed up as a superhero had no problem entering the throne room.
He and his friends arrived before Aka-aka and her father, who had been sitting on their thrones as the army was dispersed (much to the dismay of Aka-aka, who felt that her father was going senile).
But his nightmare was coming true! He had to think of a way to stop the baker dressed up as a superhero from marrying his precious princess. Wait, no he didn't. He already had a plan. What was it? Oh... Yes! The CELLAR of ANTI-STARVATION and THIRST!!
Coldly, Wotchisfais congratulated the baker dressed up as a superhero on successfully passing the 1st test, and invited him into the royal kitchen for the next one. The princess had been staring in adoration at her love, but now turned to her father in despair.
The cup was set aside until it was needed, and the baker dressed up as a superhero and his friends were led to the kitchen, right up to a cellar filled with an asparagus-artichoke icecream shake. "Your next task is to drink this icecream," the king was heard to say. "You may select one companion to help you drink this before sundown." It was noon now, and the baker dressed up as a superhero's hopes rose as high as the sun after he heard the requirement. "Your majesty, I would like to select for my companion One of the Couple of People," and thus, the drinking commenced. The baker dressed up as a superhero almost threw up at the taste, but One of the Couple of People was so thirsty that he didn't care about the flavor of the beverage. With in two hours, the king's second largest cellar was as dry as Goblin Valley. Up in his chamber, the king stood shocked at his messanger's news. "Really?... ah... well then.... Let's see our fellow, shall we?" his majestic character slipped as he hurridly considered whether the next challenge was ready.
The messenger, a young boy, was so shaken by this friendly monarch that he came down with the fever and lost his sight.
*Let this be a lesson to all you rulers: always keep up appearances. Your subjects depend on it.*
"Eat this squid"
'Ew.' thought the baker dressed up as a superhero. 'Yum' thought the Other Couple of People, 'seafood.'
2 hours and a few trips to the bathroom later, another cellar was empty (although this one had been sqelshy and slimy).
The baker dressed up as a superhero watched the king leave, going to think of another challenge. 'This could go on forever.' the baker dressed up as a superhero pondered, 'I need to stop this.'
So as Wotchisfais thought of a challenge, the baker dressed up as a superhero thought of a way to avoid it. Princess Aka-aka was thinking, too; and arranged for a meeting with her soul-mate. After a fond, yet modest embrace, the baker dressed up as a superhero and the princess got down to business.
What did King Wotchisfais object to? That the baker dressed up as a superhero was common. How could they change that? Hmmmmm....
The princess searched through the history books, and found a similar account. It was resolved when the commoner became prince of a remote island seven years away. But the baker dressed up as a superhero didn't think the king would fall for that ruse without some persuasion. Besides, the maps didn't show an island seven years away.
Once again, the baker dressed up as a superhero turned to Willy and the hearing-wolf.
"Do you see a distant island?" he asked Willy, "So distant it would take eight years to travel to?" Better safe than sorry.
"Yes," Willy said, "It's rich, happy, and fertile."
"Hearing-wolf, what is happening there?"
The hearing-wolf put his ear to the ground. After a few minutes, he spoke. "The king has died. The 'elder prince and heir' is on a long voyage, and has been gone ten years. His younger brother has been regent, but is waiting loyally for his brother." He continued, "The island is called Citzdem; and the brothers are Cim, the elder, and Dom, the younger."
Next, the baker dressed up as a superhero called William. "Can you run over water?"
"Of course."
"Please go to Citzdem; Willy will show you the way."
"What will I do there?" puzzled William.
"Deliver this message, please," and the baker dressed up as a superhero handed William a letter written by Princess Aka-aka in man's handwriting. "It goes to prince Dom, informing him that Cim is marrying a foreign princess, and that Dom must rule in Cim's place, for Cim needs to help the princess's aged father."
"Okey dokey" and William was off.
The next morning, King Wotchisfais summoned the baker dressed up as a superhero, but before he could announce the day's challenge, the baker dressed up as a superhero interjected.
"Your majesty, I'm afraid I have deceived you. I am not a baker dressed up as a superhero, but a prince dressed up as a baker dressed up as a superhero. As proof," he quickly moved on, before his majesty could object, "my brother has written me this letter," and he pulled out the response that William had brought back the night before.
"Dear Brother,
"I'm glad you have found love, and another kingdom to ally. I will take power as best I can, and hope you will visit occasionally.
"Sincerely,
"Dom XII Remandise, King of Citzdem."
Jumping off his throne, Wotchisfais seized the letter, and carefully examined it.
"How do I know this is real?"
"Simple. Travel to Citzdem to find out for yourself."
The king came up close to the baker dressed up as a superhero who was also pretending to be a prince dressed up as a baker dressed up as a superhero, and slowly, morbidly, and quietly stated, "If this proves to be false, you will have no head to think with, no heart to feel with, and no hands to reach out for mercy." Abruptly turning, he called out, "Prepare the royal ship! We are going on a voyage!"
The captain was immediately dragged in and informed. He asked how long the voyage would be., and King Wotchisfais turned to the baker dressed up as a superhero who was also pretending to be a prince dressed up as a baker dressed up as a superhero.
"Well, how long?"
"16 years, round trip."
"Hah!" the obstinate king answered, "A lie. You'll not be rid of us for that long. Prepare the ship for a 15 year, 363 day voyage."
So the king set off, with his cowering captain and crew; and while he was gone, the baker dressed up as a superhero took off his pjs, and married the princess. The baker turned prince ruled a peaceful kingdom, with the help of his friends: Willy and the hearing-wolf kept him informed of outside matters; William and Williamsburg were a 2-goat border patrol; and The Couple of People started a program to provide food and drink for the hungry and thirsty. So all-in-all, things ran smoothly. Aka-aka had a few children; the eldest of which was almost grown, when Wotchisfais returned, 15 years and 365 days later (it was leap year) .
His face was the face of a raging kookaburra (or was it a rhino?), and his eyes were like two firebirds, ready to fly out and lay waste to the country; or to the unfortunate baker turned prince who was trembling before him.
"You STUPID, SIMPERING, SMARTIE-PANTS, SUPERHEROof a FAKE! Do you know what you've done!" The king roared.
Uh-oh, thought the baker turned prince. I'm in trouble.
And boy, was he in trouble.
It had never occured to him to see what the king was doing, or what was happening on Citzdem.
King Wotchisfais filled him in.
Of course, Cim eventually came back home, to find that his brother was ruling as king, and that he had settled so smoothly into this role, that no one was overjoyed that the real king was back. Some people thought that a change would be enjoyable, but they weren't willing to work for it.
Dom, naturally, thought that it was outragous that his brother thought that he could just come back and reclaim a throne he'd denied; and Cim thought that it was outragous that his brother thought that he had denied the throne. In the end, Cim had asked a neighboring island for help, and Citzdem was being torn apart by the war.
The baker turned prince sent the king to meet the grandkids and drink of the Fountain of Youth (he was looking really old); then held a council with his friends.
Willy and the hearing-wolf confirmed what the king had said. William was sent with a note of explanation, and to bring Williamsburg home.
When the brothers found they'd been dupped, they took immediate action. Dom abdicated in favor of Cim, and Cim ordered Dom to lead the royal navy against Snnah (the kingdom the baker was ruling).
But before they could do any damage, an alliance was made. The Citzdemians would go home and never bother Snnah again if....
Let's just say that the baker had a new home: the royal island dungeon.
Aka-aka died of heartbreak, and her father soon followed after raging for an hour.
Prince Kak-bro, the baker turned prince's son, became the king. He ruled a peaceful kingdom, with the help of his friends: Willy and the hearing-wolf kept him informed of outside matters; William and Williamsburg were a 2-goat border patrol; and The Couple of People enlarged their program to provide food and drink for the hungry and thirsty. So all-in-all, things ran smoothly.
And most of them lived happily ever after.
The End
Note: If you want to end a story quickly, kill everyone off, or send them somewhere out of the way. :)
"If you're going to be this crazy, I'm going to put you in the zoo!" -Said by a mother to her boy.
My mom is awesome, but I must say
That she can really get into a fray:
One moment of temper, and I'm out the door,
And into the zoo, where lions doth roar.
Not all moms do this, some sit and scream,
Others may threaten, but never do dream
That one day their child, their one precious gem,
Would be in a zoo. The thought would kill them.
But my mom's real nice, she comes all the time,
She even buys peanuts, and we both do dine.
But no other children are given, you see,
So I must make friends with the old chimpanzee.
I really do wish that you would come, too.
We'd have so much fun, right here in the zoo.
We'd jump with the monkeys, swing with our tails;
In the aquarium I fish for whales!;
Then we can laze with the polar bears, cold;
Let's live in the zoo until we're both old.
But no, I am sure that your mother's too kind
To let you come join me to culture your mind.
So, stay at home, with your boring toys.
I'll keep my tigers who like to lick boys.
My mom's just SUPER, I now must say.
For who else could possibly just throw away
Such a good boy as me; come now, let's admit,
~Kate Wynstelle In Honor of my Little Brother, Xai.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Random person story
Here's part one of the story I've been writing using the Random Person writing prompt!
The first time I saw him, he was just--there. Though his long, dark hair covered his eyes, I could sense him staring at me, watching my every move. Something about him had seemed different.
I had been so interested in him that I failed to notice a vehicle swerve dangerously towards me. Too late, I found myself on the cement in extreme pain. Shock surged through me and I blacked out.
Even during that intense moment, I saw him. Blurry visions of him filled my dreams. His face haunted me. I didn't know who he was, or where he came from; little did I know that I would soon come to find that out.
The young man stood before me, his hair still long, but brushed neatly aside. His soft grey eyes revealed distress and concern. He must have sensed fear amidst my misery, for he spoke, his voice clear and gentle.
"It's okay, I won't harm you."
I was able to muster the strength to speak, my voice sounding something like a sick goat.
"Who are you?"
Every word hurt, like a tornado ripping through a city, only I was the city.
"A friend," was his response.
A friend? I don't even know his name! How can I trust him? I thought. Again, he must have understood my fear, for he spoke, this time anxiously.
"Please, you have to believe me!"
His next words came differently, as though I had thought them, but they weren't my thoughts... They were... His.
"You are in grave danger, Aphria! Twice now your enemies have tried to take your life. I have been able to keep you from major harm, but this time they went too far. They know where you are, and they are seeking right this moment to destroy your life--permanently."
What was he talking about? My name was NOT Aphria, and I didn't have any enemies that I knew of. Well, unless you counted the girl at my work that I accidentally spilled orange soda on, but that was an accident! She had been mad, but not angry enough to threaten my life...
My thoughts continued to wander, fretfully searching for answers. I wanted to speak so badly, but I could no longer. It was just too agonizing. Instead, he just started talking--or thinking--again.
"Trust in me just this once and I will help you to better understand. I can heal you if you'll allow me. I know you don't remember me, but I know you. You and I used to be great friends,"
I sensed regret in his features.
"But that was the past. Please allow me to help you. Maybe we could become friends again, and we could get..."
At this he trailed off, embarrassed.
"I know it is hard for you to believe, but I can help you. I really can. Let me heal you."
I hesitated. There was no way that he could heal me of this injury, and he was already speaking nonsense. But he sounded so sincere that I decided to let him try. After all, I was in a lot of pain.
"Okay," I whispered.
The young man breathed a sigh of relief. "Give me your hand."
I slowly extended my hand to him. His hand clasped mine and I found myself relaxing. Something about this seemed so familiar, so natural. Then, his hand started to glow. My eyes widened as the glowing went from his hand to my injuries and the pain gradually faded away.
I yanked my hand away from his grip.
"How did you... I mean, you... I have to get home!"
I started to get up, struggling with the IV and the other cords around me. I didn't know how he did it, how he healed me, but this was beginning to freak me out. I had to get home, back to my regular life. Away from him.
"No, wait!" The young man said. "I can't let you leave like this. The hospital still thinks you're...you know..." he gestured to the bed that I had just abandoned, cords and medical devices scattered all over. "And I can't allow you leave yet. Your enemies are all over right now! You'd get killed the instant you set foot outside the hospital doors!"
I ignored him and started searching for my clothes.
"The nurse had your clothes taken away. They were in pretty bad shape after what happened to you. Here, take this." He held out a tote bag full of clothing. I stared at him suspiciously, then snatched the bag and ran to the restroom, locking the door behind me.
I started to examine the clothing. A faded black double-breasted coat, over the knee brown boots, snug denim jeans, a maroon shirt...oddly enough, all were sized to fit me perfectly. Wow, I thought, This guy has really great taste!
No...What was I thinking? Snap out of it, Shae! He was just some creep who I saw on the street. He could have stolen the clothing, for all I knew!
After dressing, I went to the sink and washed my face. I didn't feel any different, but my face looked pale and worn out. A white scar across my right cheek proved that I had been in an accident. If only I had some makeup to hide it...
"Oh, no," the young man's muffled voice came from behind the door. "Aphria, we have to get out of here! Now!"
I jerked open the door, upset that he was ordering me around.
"My name is not Aphria!" I started for the exit, but he ran ahead and blocked me.
"You can't go out that way. They'll see you!"
"I don't care who sees me, I'm going home!" I tried to shove him aside, but he stood firm. "What is your problem? Not even a minute ago you were urging me to leave, and now you're telling me I can't?!"
He set his jaw. "You can't go out...that way. Three of your enemies are just down the hall, and they're about to discover where you are. If you step out of this room, you're history, and I can't let that happen to you."
I scanned the room for another escape route. The only thing I could find was a window. "And how do you expect me to leave?"
"Isn't it obvious?" He folded his arms and nodded to the window.
Just a single glance out and I knew he was insane. "Whoa, whoa, whoa...There is NO WAY I am going out there! We're at least fifty feet up! Do you think I'm supposed to miraculously survive a fall from this high?"
"What have they done to you?" He muttered angrily.
Suddenly, there came a knock at the door. "Sir, there are a few family members here who would like to see Shae. Would you mind if they visited for a few minutes?"
"Just a moment, please," the young man said. "Aphria, you have to trust me. Let's get out of here while we have the chance!" He walked over to the window and opened it. "Hurry!"
"Sir, is there a problem?"
"Go!" He urged, then grabbed my hand and practically threw me out the window. I screamed and clutched at the window ledge, my feet dangling. I struggled to find a foothold. I was losing my strength. Any minute now I would fall to my death. My hands slipped off the ledge...and suddenly I was caught by a strong grip. The young man had saved my life!
"Grab onto the rope," he said with frustration. "And don't let go!"
Instantly, I clung to the rope that had suddenly appeared in front of me, holding it so tense my knuckles turned white. I shut my eyes as I swung from it, feeling queasy.
After several more minutes, I felt my feet touch something solid.
"It's okay, you can open your eyes now."
As I opened my eyes, relief flooded through me. I was standing on the sidewalk bordering the hospital, safe from harm. But that didn't last long, for I heard men shouting from above and behind me and the young man urged me to keep going. "We have to get away from here! Come on!"
I had no other option then to follow.
The first time I saw him, he was just--there. Though his long, dark hair covered his eyes, I could sense him staring at me, watching my every move. Something about him had seemed different.
I had been so interested in him that I failed to notice a vehicle swerve dangerously towards me. Too late, I found myself on the cement in extreme pain. Shock surged through me and I blacked out.
Even during that intense moment, I saw him. Blurry visions of him filled my dreams. His face haunted me. I didn't know who he was, or where he came from; little did I know that I would soon come to find that out.
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Waking up was the worst part. I found myself lying in a hospital bed in excruciating pain. I could hardly endure it, but I forced my eyes open. Had I been capable of it, I would have jumped out of bed and screamed. But all I could muster was a wimpy gasp at what I saw.The young man stood before me, his hair still long, but brushed neatly aside. His soft grey eyes revealed distress and concern. He must have sensed fear amidst my misery, for he spoke, his voice clear and gentle.
"It's okay, I won't harm you."
I was able to muster the strength to speak, my voice sounding something like a sick goat.
"Who are you?"
Every word hurt, like a tornado ripping through a city, only I was the city.
"A friend," was his response.
A friend? I don't even know his name! How can I trust him? I thought. Again, he must have understood my fear, for he spoke, this time anxiously.
"Please, you have to believe me!"
His next words came differently, as though I had thought them, but they weren't my thoughts... They were... His.
"You are in grave danger, Aphria! Twice now your enemies have tried to take your life. I have been able to keep you from major harm, but this time they went too far. They know where you are, and they are seeking right this moment to destroy your life--permanently."
What was he talking about? My name was NOT Aphria, and I didn't have any enemies that I knew of. Well, unless you counted the girl at my work that I accidentally spilled orange soda on, but that was an accident! She had been mad, but not angry enough to threaten my life...
My thoughts continued to wander, fretfully searching for answers. I wanted to speak so badly, but I could no longer. It was just too agonizing. Instead, he just started talking--or thinking--again.
"Trust in me just this once and I will help you to better understand. I can heal you if you'll allow me. I know you don't remember me, but I know you. You and I used to be great friends,"
I sensed regret in his features.
"But that was the past. Please allow me to help you. Maybe we could become friends again, and we could get..."
At this he trailed off, embarrassed.
"I know it is hard for you to believe, but I can help you. I really can. Let me heal you."
I hesitated. There was no way that he could heal me of this injury, and he was already speaking nonsense. But he sounded so sincere that I decided to let him try. After all, I was in a lot of pain.
"Okay," I whispered.
The young man breathed a sigh of relief. "Give me your hand."
I slowly extended my hand to him. His hand clasped mine and I found myself relaxing. Something about this seemed so familiar, so natural. Then, his hand started to glow. My eyes widened as the glowing went from his hand to my injuries and the pain gradually faded away.
I yanked my hand away from his grip.
"How did you... I mean, you... I have to get home!"
I started to get up, struggling with the IV and the other cords around me. I didn't know how he did it, how he healed me, but this was beginning to freak me out. I had to get home, back to my regular life. Away from him.
"No, wait!" The young man said. "I can't let you leave like this. The hospital still thinks you're...you know..." he gestured to the bed that I had just abandoned, cords and medical devices scattered all over. "And I can't allow you leave yet. Your enemies are all over right now! You'd get killed the instant you set foot outside the hospital doors!"
I ignored him and started searching for my clothes.
"The nurse had your clothes taken away. They were in pretty bad shape after what happened to you. Here, take this." He held out a tote bag full of clothing. I stared at him suspiciously, then snatched the bag and ran to the restroom, locking the door behind me.
I started to examine the clothing. A faded black double-breasted coat, over the knee brown boots, snug denim jeans, a maroon shirt...oddly enough, all were sized to fit me perfectly. Wow, I thought, This guy has really great taste!
No...What was I thinking? Snap out of it, Shae! He was just some creep who I saw on the street. He could have stolen the clothing, for all I knew!
After dressing, I went to the sink and washed my face. I didn't feel any different, but my face looked pale and worn out. A white scar across my right cheek proved that I had been in an accident. If only I had some makeup to hide it...
"Oh, no," the young man's muffled voice came from behind the door. "Aphria, we have to get out of here! Now!"
I jerked open the door, upset that he was ordering me around.
"My name is not Aphria!" I started for the exit, but he ran ahead and blocked me.
"You can't go out that way. They'll see you!"
"I don't care who sees me, I'm going home!" I tried to shove him aside, but he stood firm. "What is your problem? Not even a minute ago you were urging me to leave, and now you're telling me I can't?!"
He set his jaw. "You can't go out...that way. Three of your enemies are just down the hall, and they're about to discover where you are. If you step out of this room, you're history, and I can't let that happen to you."
I scanned the room for another escape route. The only thing I could find was a window. "And how do you expect me to leave?"
"Isn't it obvious?" He folded his arms and nodded to the window.
Just a single glance out and I knew he was insane. "Whoa, whoa, whoa...There is NO WAY I am going out there! We're at least fifty feet up! Do you think I'm supposed to miraculously survive a fall from this high?"
"What have they done to you?" He muttered angrily.
Suddenly, there came a knock at the door. "Sir, there are a few family members here who would like to see Shae. Would you mind if they visited for a few minutes?"
"Just a moment, please," the young man said. "Aphria, you have to trust me. Let's get out of here while we have the chance!" He walked over to the window and opened it. "Hurry!"
"Sir, is there a problem?"
"Go!" He urged, then grabbed my hand and practically threw me out the window. I screamed and clutched at the window ledge, my feet dangling. I struggled to find a foothold. I was losing my strength. Any minute now I would fall to my death. My hands slipped off the ledge...and suddenly I was caught by a strong grip. The young man had saved my life!
"Grab onto the rope," he said with frustration. "And don't let go!"
Instantly, I clung to the rope that had suddenly appeared in front of me, holding it so tense my knuckles turned white. I shut my eyes as I swung from it, feeling queasy.
After several more minutes, I felt my feet touch something solid.
"It's okay, you can open your eyes now."
As I opened my eyes, relief flooded through me. I was standing on the sidewalk bordering the hospital, safe from harm. But that didn't last long, for I heard men shouting from above and behind me and the young man urged me to keep going. "We have to get away from here! Come on!"
I had no other option then to follow.
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Enjoy!
-Jemison Stripes
PMG- a poem
I can't wait!
Anticipate.
All I can do
Will soon come through.
"No Greater Call"
I'll 'catch' them all.
A fisher of men,
I'll share with them
The Greatest Light
Where there's no night.
Woes may come,
But through the storm
They will have Him
So sing a hymn!
All because
Somebody was
Called to serve.
Someone with nerve
Had light and joy
And was not coy,
But shared with love
Love from above.
I can't wait
I won't be late!
I'll go out
And, though a sprout,
I'll feel blessed,
Not overdressed.
In His goodness
I'll build some nests,
I'll plant some seeds,
Pluck out the weeds,
Sow some wheat
In a heartbeat-
Or maybe two,
Depends on you!
Oh, come and serve,
You've got the nerve.
You can't wait!
Anticipate
That white jumper,
And in it, her
Whom you have blessed.
She's overdressed
In His good love,
Love from above,
All from one who came-- YOU!!
Anticipate.
All I can do
Will soon come through.
"No Greater Call"
I'll 'catch' them all.
A fisher of men,
I'll share with them
The Greatest Light
Where there's no night.
Woes may come,
But through the storm
They will have Him
So sing a hymn!
All because
Somebody was
Called to serve.
Someone with nerve
Had light and joy
And was not coy,
But shared with love
Love from above.
I can't wait
I won't be late!
I'll go out
And, though a sprout,
I'll feel blessed,
Not overdressed.
In His goodness
I'll build some nests,
I'll plant some seeds,
Pluck out the weeds,
Sow some wheat
In a heartbeat-
Or maybe two,
Depends on you!
Oh, come and serve,
You've got the nerve.
You can't wait!
Anticipate
That white jumper,
And in it, her
Whom you have blessed.
She's overdressed
In His good love,
Love from above,
All from one who came-- YOU!!
Friday, December 14, 2012
The SSPWLTSRTQ and the Hippo
One day, a super shy person who likes to share random trivia questions
was leading an exercise class. In the class there was a Hippo. Today the Hippo had a
really bad case of the hiccups. The SSPWLTSRTQ (super shy person who likes to share random trivia questions) felt bad for the Hippo,
so he
bought a good luck charm. The next exercise class he brought the lucky charm with him to give to the Hippo (assuming that the Hippo still had a really bad case of the Hiccups). After class,
he gave
it to the hippo. When the hippo got home he took the charm out of his
bag and
flipped the ‘on’ switch. He waited, but nothing happened, so he assumed that it had been jostled around so much in his bag that it had broken. So he tossed it onto the couch and started doing his usual stretching routine that he always did after exercise class. Right as he was slowly lowering himself down to a near-splits position, he heard a
knock
at the door. This knock at the door startled the stretching Hippo so much he forgot to concentrate on not slipping and fell into the complete splits. After much grumbling and wincing, the Hippo slowly pushed himself into a standing position and made his way painfully to the door. When the Hippo finally answered he saw to his dismay a Egyptian
Pharaoh
with a traditional Egyptian hunting spear. The Hippo was so scared that
he
slammed the door so hard he was not able too keep a hold on the handle, so the door bounced of the frame and came
back
and knocked him out. Meanwhile, out in the hall, the Pharaoh started to
laugh.
He laughed, and laughed, and laughed, and laughed again. When he was
done
laughing he wrote a note that said, Sorry
I scared you. Your friend, SSPWLTSRTQ. When the hippo woke up, and his
hiccups were gone; he was so happy. And from then on he always kept the good luck charm switch on (exept for when he was stretching, then he turned it off).
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