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I think she’s crazy.<span> </span>I think I’m fairly sane, I don’t think I’ve crossed the line yet.<span> </span>Gloria is going to see Roger.<span> </span>She will find him.<span> </span>It’s going to be hard, because of these kind of eyes.<span> </span>Need a different deal.<span> </span>What color are they?<span> </span>What size and shape are they?<span> </span>Gloria has brown eyes.<span> </span>Her eyes stay closed.<span> </span>She sees him with her mind, her imagination.<span> </span>She remembers what her brother looks like.<span> </span>Those things (the headstones) happen.<span> </span>Gloria comes down from Heaven to find Roger.<span> </span>It ‘s windy and breezy.<span> </span>Normal temperature.<span> </span>A lot of water, running in the line.<span> </span>Like an elevator coming down.<span> </span>Soft and easy.<span> </span>Smells like roses.<span> </span>Roger is glad to see her, overwhelmed, trying to get it all out, all the talking.<span> </span>Everybody is trying to feel good with each other, and the mother, Belibina.<span> </span>He feels really bad, because he wishes she was alive.</div>
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Belbina is with Roger and she is overwhelmed, too.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Speechless, just like Roger.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Gloria say, “Peace be with you. “<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They calm down.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Gloria goes back up to Heaven, her
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That's a town -- good, God, it looks like a bunch of women. I can't see worth a flip! I can see it, a country town! It looks pretty sad. It ain't pretty to me. It's busy, they're messing around trying to find something to do. It's a grouchy town. In the sky is a lady of the past with long hair. </div>
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There's wind. Those scrolls at the top, I don't understand what they mean. Maybe a message from airplanes. I've seen wind like that -- strong winds -- the people will get blown around! The little people are picked up, but not the big people. Lots of swirly-dos! After they're knocked down, they have to go home to get out of it. Birds probably fly past the windows, a little bit of everything, all of it. </div>
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The people are getting upset because they don't know what's going on. The wind came from the river in the small town, a big town has an ocean! Out of the river comes fish, minnows, water, and motion. River is moving south, lots of rain, showers, and a little wind. I think I see more wind than that. </div>
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People are in the houses on the hillside. They go to church, they pray, see other people. Feels good, they're all in church. In small towns, they mow yards, play ball, watch animals, they all meet at church to dance and play. Dance the foxtrot, the waltz, then they go home and do whatever they want. They know the big mirror is strong, so they have to get rid of it. </div>
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Naturally, they're all getting ready to leave. It would be deserted, it would be a disaster. They're ready for open air. With clouds in the sky, it looks really bad, but garden has nice flowers. I think it's Maryland. They usually get a lot of turmoil. The lady with long hair could be one of us! We're resting, which I shouldn't. We can stay there or go home. We should be able to do both. </div>
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The people already know, yeah, they know. They're scared. We're good people, but probably bad. We want to be good; we can share! We worry about whether it'll come to us or not. I wish I had everything. Don't let us fall off! The people will think of something else to do. We'll stay in the sky, but not for long -- joined with others. </div>
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People going camping is all I see. Five people, they probably camp together. They're carrying what they need for the trip. They're trying to go up into the mountains where they'll camp out. Weather's nice, cool. </div>
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They see different kinds of animals, I would think so. They'll see bears, cats, squirrels -- possums and squirrels! The animals will be nice, I hope they are. </div>
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I'd say two kids, excited, they probably like it. I believe they've seen each other. They might do it often, who knows? They were probably in school, a private school. They're on a trip with a teacher. Showing them what happens with the animals, how they should behave around animals, how the animals survive. </div>
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People in the woods. Beware of the bears! They might hurt them, eat them. They search for food -- other animals, berries if they find them. She stinks, really badly! The cats hunt also -- wild cats! They hunt for food. And they stink. They have bugs on them, too. So they scratch on rocks with their paws. That depends. The squirrels eat nuts. They like to come to my house, outside. They build nests in trees to hide their young. So another animal won't destroy them. There are a lot of different things out there. </div>
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The kids have learned the way to survive. I don't want to use everything. Stop showing survival. He told them everything good about it, but he didn't want to tell them the bad. They can be attacked. That would be bad because it would be showing bad things -- attacking people. They get smashed up and eaten and bit. They're trying to get away as much as they can. I'm just trying to figure it out.</div>
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There are Indians! They'll probably kill them. They'll kill the animals AND the people! They'll go back to their own business, their own survival. I guess that's what I would do. I don't think they finished. They go on with their living, their survival, catching food, sleeping. They catch whatever bugs they can; they eat them! Grasshoppers, roaches, crickets, dragonflies. If they can get real meat, they'd probably eat that, too! Indians? They go to sleep, don't they? Depends on what time of year it is. </div>
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It's fall; the Indians sleep where the season is. </div>
Lana Ghannamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09597604499567137930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341096124462019621.post-25436140967607377662012-11-28T21:11:00.002-08:002012-11-28T21:11:52.501-08:00Adventure into the Woods<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<sub>Talk about something you can make out of it. They do look like they are trying to make
something. Camping kids and at least six
heads. They’re not emptying anything
out. They’re all working. Enjoy themselves, build a fire for warmth and
food. Water. They enjoy going. Facilities to camp. Are you camping around here or are you
camping off somewhere else? It
depends. Camping in the Smokey Mountains. Lovely campgrounds there and facilities for
people. They can go see how beautiful it
is, if they’ve never been there. This
looks good. You haven’t been there. You need to go. The trees, flowers, wildflowers that bloom, a
stream, lakes, and it’s peaceful. You’ve
got that right. Squirrels, yes you sure
do, lots of squirrels and rabbits, and sometimes a bear. Be prepared for the bears, get out of their
way or get something else to give them. <o:p></o:p></sub></div>
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<sub>Whatever time of day you go there, morning or night. Shoe for boots. Fix a snack or something. Everybody likes to go camping in the spring
or fall, when things have changed. I
love them. It hurts so bad they have to
eat something. Look for the environment
and animals. Beautiful. It’s uneven.
Warm and comfortable weather.
Mmm-hmmm. That’s what they put
on. It’s beautiful when you get up there
on the mountain top. Let’s see you
mountain climb. <o:p></o:p></sub></div>
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<sub>Exhilarated. I
think so. They would still be sleeping
up there. They’re not afraid of
nothing. Not yet. The water isn’t running. The wrong place. People who come over there from cities. Atlanta and any other city close by. They
look for another place. A camping
place. Camping area. Where they have fires and water. Do you want to go? By the
water, get drinking water, fix a snack, get ready for bed. The Smokey Mountains are in the mountains,
just above Gatlinburg. Where they would
be. They’ve been told there was
overnight camping, which there was. They
want to be in the wild. She may have
told them the wrong place on purpose. <o:p></o:p></sub></div>
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<sub>They went to the wrong place. Somebody had to be in charge in finding the
right campground - all the comforts of home.
Closer to the city. No. Get wood for camping early in the morning
before it gets dark. Snack it up. Sandwiches, fruits, cookies, candy, yeah! All
of it! You want to eat them. They are thinking about what they can eat
without having to build a fire. It
smells so good. That’s when bears come
in. Bears know where it is. Oh, yeah.
They’ll go where it is, too. Come
in at night and eat it all up. Doesn’t
the fire keep the bears away? When we
are trying to eat, yes. Don’t you have a
fire tender? The people all tell stories
and have fun. The fire tenant keeps the
fire going. Fireproof. The biggest guy we’ve got. We’ll call him Big Guy. He’ll scare the bear off. <o:p></o:p></sub></div>
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<sub>What happens in the morning? I’m ready to go! Get up at what time or whatever. I’ll be ready. Scared.
Don’t you think they go to bed too?
Went to sleep with the cubs.
They’re smarter. They know. A while. Look at all the animals, animals all
around. Lots of rustling and all
that. Yawning. They would be fast going back, then they are
going in. They want to go home, they
don’t want to stay somewhere all packed up.
They’re tired. They are close
neighbors and friends, all in the same neighborhood. They know where they all want to go, and they
will all shoot for it. It’s
exciting. <o:p></o:p></sub></div>
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<sub>You’re talking to someone who has never done that. I’m new.
That’s the nicest part. Not
really. Talk to experienced people. Dirty and smelly. Shower and go to bed, that’s it, that’s
me. I’ve done enough for that length of
time. That’s the truth. The woman does all the work. Yes. That’s the best thing to do. We are all in agreement. Little tiny red bugs get in your clothes, you
can’t get it out. Get alcohol or
peroxide. Make sure it’s dead. Get the chippers off. Good old home. <o:p></o:p></sub></div>
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I’m a city girl. It’s a total turn-around.<o:p></o:p></sub></div>
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A man named Roger on his way to Heaven.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The lights behind him look like sky
lights.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The colors bring him out
beautiful, the bare ground is very nice.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He’s looking up and holding the light up in the golden background.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There’s an eye in the foreground that
belongs to the one who wants to watch over him and keep track of him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A beam brings the light, but I’m just
trying to pour out what I hear.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He’s trying to get the light in the eyes, because he wants it
there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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It’s glorious!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>The light is enough to cover something, whatever you are going to do,
honey boxes in the background, a light in his hand.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Roger is touching his own hair.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The shine of the light is a halo on his head.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Red, like a lobster, warm, like a tree,
and the bottom of the tree covers his face.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You can hardly make definition of his face. </div>
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He’s a dead Job - that’s my brother.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He put his own name, Job, but we’ll
call him Roger.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He kept doing that
telephone thing.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Roger is a
musician.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Music is the whole soul.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Roger plays a violin that sounds like
light and imagination.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I don’t
think dilly-wamper is going to do it. Get all this together.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It sounds like Heaven, a light musical
instrument.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He’s not afraid,
dragging through the skull and bones.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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His sister plays the violin, too.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Her name is Gloria, like glorious, it sounds good.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Gloria is already in Heaven, waiting
for her brother.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She has the
ability to see him, more than he has the ability to see her, because he’s not
there, but she is.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Things happen
wonderfully up there, or miraculously, or gloriously, whichever one you want to
use.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>God’s hand at work, that’s
what I think.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He’s in
control.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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But the tree upside down on its head looks funny, real
funny, and a horse, and a sleigh, and men, and animals, and a tiger in the back
outlined in yellow, and there’s a big circle, and his shirt is sticking out,
and that handball by his foot - God is not capable of fixing all of that.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>God will add to it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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We need to embrace Gloria, because she is in the story.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The picture needs to get bigger to
embrace Gloria.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Will you see
coffins and dead people everywhere?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Bring that picture next time, because it shows the story.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The graveyard shows something
subconscious.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That’s a good point.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When we get to Part Two, we’ll
embellish it from there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We’ll
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They're all jumping in -- they want to get in the water. It should not be someone I know, a friend playin' in the water, the ocean. They'll get tired of the water.<br />
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I write some of these, then erase them. I don't know where it is; I know it's in the South down by the Gulf. I just took mine down today. I couldn't get rid of it any other way. I had six of them. I doubt it'll do any good.<br />
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It's very warm. The water looks hard, like it's standing still The water's going to get out of their way sometimes. They're gonna be very... (storyteller makes sounds for beach waves) hard. Could be anything. We did, we left it back. I think bottom, because if they take it, I'll be sad.<br />
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I don't know, jewelry or something at the bottom. Somebody doesn't know what we know, not at the moment. They'll put it on the porch at the end of the levy where they take care of each other. A little of each one, I imagine they do because they're so close and are hanging on to each other.<br />
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Oh, gosh! They'll go down to the coast, and they'll see Indians! Today, my God! They'll join them, go on dry land. I was gonna say, "That's dry!"<br />
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I've heard things, things like tepees and houses. From what I know of them, they like to be close. I don't know about this lake -- there's five of them! Where were they? They're in the air as well! Six babies, more than that to make a family. These are my families; I love it!<br />
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These were different spaces. I have no idea, they have to go through us! These kids are three, and there's another three. This is at the beach. No, they're not going to leave. They'll probably just make a place where they can be together.<br />
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Looks like a bunch of kids. They're very young, too...five, six, seven. Looks like they're getting ready to eat. They're got their fists clenched, getting ready to grab something. Their clothes are suits. Looks like a sort of uniform, some sort of class.<br />
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[Where do you think they're going?]<br />
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Looks like they're about to start scurrying; big eyes in a box is all I can see. Play, I would assume play. Hide-N-Seek, outdoor games, parents are probably working.<br />
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I don't know. They're not supposed to, but they do sometimes. They might not have money. I used to work in a silk mill, stock and sell anything with silk. Probably the same thing.<br />
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[What're the kids going to do now?]<br />
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The kids will get ready for school, I think. How to read, write, and see about everything else. They're probably happy.<br />
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[What time of day is it?]<br />
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It's the morning. The parents will come home late in the afternoon probably. The kids will be home, too, I hope. They have supper. That's five children praying. I don't know probably nothing.<br />
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[What are they praying for?]<br />
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I imagine they're thinking about school, if they got in trouble and are going to get a whipping or not. I have no children, so I can't. I'm just looking at that; two eyes are off and one on. No! Yeah, you're right.<br />
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[What happened to the other eye?]<br />
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One of the kids (storyteller names him Jack) was hit in the eye, probably by accident by one of the other kids. Tom (the other kid) might have said, "I'm sorry!" He felt bad about it.<br />
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[What did Jack say back to Tom?]<br />
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What did I say? About eyes? The one working the best, I guess! Mad, Jack felt! Mad about it!<br />
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[What happens to Jack and Tom now?]<br />
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I assume they were friends. Well, they won't be best friends anymore. I don't think he would. It was an accident; it was not deliberate. He'll (Tom) start with an apology, help him (Jack) do something about it. It's a piled up mess!He'll help Jack get help with whatever problem he has. They'll go to their mother probably. I would think she would take him to the doctor and have an expert check his eyes out. Your eyes are the biggest thing in the world.<br />
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[How does Jack feel after seeing the doctor?]<br />
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He probably feels better. He forgives Tom, of course. It should heal the friendship. You could say it was a good ending.Lana Ghannamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09597604499567137930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341096124462019621.post-57730451289799817832012-11-08T19:07:00.002-08:002012-11-08T19:07:38.039-08:00A Couple Who Grew Up and Almost Got Married<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Some gal, isn’t she?
I’ve got one. It would be hard
for her. I don’t think she could
understand. I never recognize them. We don’t know them. I don’t know what kind of names to name. Andy.
I can’t say. Andy. What can I name her? My favorite girl? Rose, I guess. We have to think? What a story!
Doing a very good dance. Dancing,
yeah. I think they’re partners. They’re very minded about the dancing and
very committed. What else can I
say? [laughter] What do you think? She’ll be okay. They’ll be okay. Okee-doke.
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They feel good about themselves today.
I have no idea how long they’ve been dancing. Lots of times. They met out dancing. <o:p></o:p></div>
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[What did Andy say to her?] “Let’s dance.” Rose said yes. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Night school. When I got married. Between grade school and night school. In the service first. I don’t know anything about the service
now. I came to find out. How come they call her Rose? They dance afternoons at school, when they have
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They were in each
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Part of that time they were close.
They’ve been together since they were kindergartners. They liked each other quite a bit. I’m gone too much. I wasn’t that age. I would like to make anything up. They made up and started getting together
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Julia. Not unless she
had another friend named Rose. I have no
knowledge of that, whatsoever. This is
what I talked about, of her, around home.
I don’t want to unfriendly. Rose
is a girl. <o:p></o:p></div>
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baseball.
I was dizzy growing up myself.
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Fell
in love. They did keep going out
together. She was an outgoing
person. She liked to go to the movies. When they fell in love, they just realized
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them half grown. I’m talking about
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The boy. Probably messed up between boys and girls,
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probably. I guess they were tired. They probably played ball from the time they
were in recess until the time they were in high school. They probably were tired at night. They did go home and do chores. I know they had chores to do. Watched TV.
The other children had cub meeting.
My children didn’t have, our children, our boys and girls didn’t have
cub meetings until they were quite old. Drive in to town and back again, after it is
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house, too. They wanted to find out if
it was the house that he had written down, if it was good. I was excited! It didn’t go into it. They were just kids. They’re really not old enough for everything,
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[unintelligible]. Be together. Don’t leave, don’t get upset. He said, “I’ll be upset with you.” It was a nice piece of paper. This was the time around when they were
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Worked late. I’ve just got to
reading them, that’s all. Yep, they did
pretty well. That’s hard to say. It is for me.
They have their ups and downs.
Good! Pretty good, isn’t it? Boy, I would love to see that one!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br />Lana Ghannamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09597604499567137930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341096124462019621.post-22535378920417468092012-10-23T17:25:00.002-07:002012-10-23T17:27:09.079-07:00The Man on the Wheel<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Not
watching where he’s going. With hair on his head, he looks big. He’s not really
straight, thinking he’s at that road. That’s a man that did it by himself. I
have nothing to do with it. Look at that. That’s what they hand to me. I don’t
know who the hell that is! I never saw it! I guess he’s on a pretty big thing.
He seems happy. He’s looking at the situation around him to know what he can
talk about. I think he’s trying to be a modern bicyclist. He’s younger, not
mid-life yet. The bicycle was sent to him so he could do something.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">[Do we want to give him a name?]</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">What’s his name? We gotta give him a name –
James, just James. Good God.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">[What does he want?]</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">He
wants to get people out. We don’t see any more people. The people there are
down below wondering what they’re going to do. Do you recognize that man? He’s
the one who was telling everybody about all the good things. Why was I supposed
to tell him? I’m not at the present to them. I don’t know him! I don’t want it
near me. I’d rather you have it than I do.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">[Who are the people?]</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">They’re
just regular people. Friends he meets, issues in their personalities that would
decide what kind of people there should be.</span></div>
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[What is your favorite personality?]</div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">You’re
the one, huh? Well, you’re on the list. Wait a minute, give me your hands. Now
pull me! Some place he lives tells what people are like. They won’t all be good
people. It seems like there’s always some people that are different. <o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">It’s
not working. I want you to keep an eye out. Don’t give anything out, something’s
not right. We’ll take care of this ourselves. Bring them to my office tomorrow
morning.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">I
don’t know any bad personalities in my family. They weren’t very truthful,
misrepresenting themselves. You put your trust in them thinking they were okay,
but not really. Hypocrite! Let’s hope there aren’t too many. Why’s he gonna get
everybody out? What’ll he use the place for?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">He
wants it to go with what he wants to do and feel and think. He covers it all so
he can hide if he wants. He might not be thinking that way now. He’s thinking
about the beautiful world! Oh, yes! I know it. I just hear things, here and
there. I’ll kind of watch out now and then.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">[Tell me about the beautiful world.]</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;"> <o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Birds
and bees. Christmas is coming! I hear many things. For me, they pass out a lot
of things. I went out on and thought it was very interesting. I stayed there a
while and had a good time, too. The next time, it was just beautiful. Who can
do something and who can’t. beautiful is not tearing down, and they love it.
Red. Smells like fragrance. Sunshine. Good weather.</span></div>
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It’s hard, too.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">He
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Good
ideas to better themselves, to do good things. Everything looks good, and
everything goes good. I don’t know, the things that are best. You know, the
stuff you bring, something to eat or drink. It’s what you want to give them. Be
nice to them. Give them things they need, do what they like, smile.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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[What's happening with this woman?]<br />
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She has a black eye. She got hit by somebody.<br />
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[How does she feel about that?]<br />
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She's feeling pain and discomfort, and she doesn't want anybody to see her. In other words, that's what you worry about.<br />
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She didn't get to finish putting on her face, it's healing. The man in the circus hit her. She upset him.<br />
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[How did she upset him?]<br />
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She didn't want to see him anymore and had him arrested.<br />
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It didn't feel good because it was the wrong thing. She goes out somewhere, probably goes home.<br />
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They're alright, the people that came in. They're from around here. She knows them from church.<br />
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They thought to let her know that it wasn't right. They have to talk about everything. The next day, they all felt better. They're all getting along, but some are hesitant and some feel guilty.<br />
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They all think they're friends, but she doesn't know if she's guilty or not.<br />
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I'm an adult, a damn good adult! It's a confusing situation and has got her all upset. He (the circus man) shouldn't have done that and he's going to pay for it.<br />
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He won't be in jail for very long. He knows people that have been bad often.<br />
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She thinks he's bad and unsuitable for her. She may feel sorry for him when he's out of jail, but things may change.<br />
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I don't know how her life is going, waiting on you. Oh, my God! He'll get out when his sentence is over.<br />
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She has two opposing thoughts -- she's at fault, and he's half bad. So, they pull each other's hair and I think they get back together.<br />
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[How do they feel about getting back together?]<br />
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They both feel bad and work through reasoning to fix it, and both keep trying. They have to.<br />
<br />Lana Ghannamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09597604499567137930noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341096124462019621.post-33612761853834617972012-09-24T08:49:00.003-07:002012-09-24T08:49:47.643-07:00We, the People<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Joe's content with his size. Oh, Lord, yes -- it's good! I thought he would never come, and he's even barefooted.</div>
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Joe decided to play some ball. He likes to play! It's good. And today, I was so proud of them. Joe caught the ball, trying to win.</div>
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I think I'd try to stop it. Make them competitors, not as friends. But they'll always be friends, it's just a game.</div>
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Joe had to take him because he was afraid he'd die. He's (Joe's friend) taking a lot of tests to see if he's okay.</div>
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Joe decided to let everyone know his friend is in the hospital. He doesn't have the right to decide his life for him. It was paved in a piece of paper. I don't know what it is but it was there all along.</div>
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Peek-a-Boo is a curious little dog. He's wearing a towel because he's just been bathed, and he's nice and clean. His owner put the towel on. </div>
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I want to take him with me. When a child gets in that position and wants to take a dog with him and he can't, that's sad. Who gets the dog?</div>
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by Henry, Barbara, Christine, Evelyn, Maxine, Margaret,
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[What should we call her?]</div>
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She’s sitting by the window, got a smile on her face, so she
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works with, does some television work.
She’s the pleasant hostess of a talk show, very intelligent, and she
knows what she’s talking about. She
seems to be that way. She’s
thinking about something pleasant.
Good things going on. She’s
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[What is Mrs. Butler doing?]</div>
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Going out to eat lunch. She thinks before she starts. Something light.
Nothing heavy. She says, “I
love them, I tell them anything I want to do, if you get in trouble, you come
to me. Don’t go to anybody
else.” Maybe she’s a helpful
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She thinks before she speaks. I wish I could be like that. She’s one in a million. Mesmerizing.
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[Tell me about Mrs. Butler’s talk show.]</div>
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Her special guest is someone she knows very well, an
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How your brain operates. Somebody that’s smarter than somebody else. Your brain is way ahead of other
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are doing. I’ve separated from
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Feed the animals, bring them out, make arrangements for
other people to feed them. A
director. They need water from the
lake or the same place where they get the food from. A pond.
Someplace like that where there’s water. They have special feeding people for the dangerous animals,
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Small and medium assorted animals. If she can find one and put it down [storyteller is talking
about me typing when he says “put it down” - he points to the keyboard], it
would be a big help. She’s taking
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You can’t work them, because we knock each other’s
elbows. Elbows over here, can’t
we? It’s because of this thing, or
maybe it isn’t, I don’t know. I
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All those windows, that’s not a good idea. Why not one big window? This one tiny one on top, it’s an
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I have two or three impressions at first. A kid falling down, a kite up
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I don’t know what to think. I don’t like it, because I’ve been in places where
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Where is this?
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It was just about that tall. One, two, three, four, but one is not the right size. It doesn’t look right. That’s what it is and not a lot of
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Joy, as usual.
What is that joy? Does it
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An Irish climber named Buddy. He’s a little bit weary of day camp. He said, “How would anybody get up
there?” And he was concerned about
the children. But there’s no place
to get lost over there. They have
quite a few toys in Chicago. And
boys will want to climb up the building.
Go there and look. They’ve
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You wouldn’t dare leave two kids, any kids, or two
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kite. It took off! It wasn’t anchored very well at all,
tied to the wall, no actual anchor.
Two boys with toys. You
better get two men together, because it looks pretty close between the windows,
a pretty weak situation. That one
behind the window is not wild; he has playing to do. They already punched holes
in the kite. Then they are going
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Go into the first floor, find the landings, climb the
stairs. That would be safe. It
can’t move on a slant like that. The
stairs were how big? If you get
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One big window. The window
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that costs a couple of dollars.
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that’s quite right. Nothing more
than our instigation climbed a ladder and got scared. He’s very interested.
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Is this happening in the near future, the expansion? It’s a six year old building. I was trying to get deals, they were
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[Storyteller points and laughs.] Two kids talking to each other.
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The way the water is approaching, coming into a shower all dressed. Maybe they are looking to go in. It’s been a long time since I had
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The water is
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Betty and Linda should get
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I
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good friends. We lost track of
each other. I’m going to call
her. She said her father hit her
with a belt and insinuated that she had sexual relations with him. What kind of father would do that? She’ll be surprised when I decide to
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Betty and Linda will hold hands in the
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They put them in a room together by
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Tragedy. The
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Someone took my toothbrush, and my house is flooded. I've got to go get a lawyer. [This storyteller leaves the workshop.]</div>
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That’s precious. </div>
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Great
grandchildren. In the teens they
get married. All their parents
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babysit? Whatever. I might move out of town. But that's why you have grandkids!</div>
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There’s nothing wrong with him. [Storyteller holds up two fists and
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closet. She looks back where Charlie
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Check with the workers. That’s
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Mama should send out a message, but she doesn’t
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You can’t send out a message in the newspaper? Isn’t that what you should want? Senior citizens should have access to
things. Her telephone doesn’t
work, but she’s an intelligent woman.
She can solve problems that involve babies and communities. </div>
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I’ve been here for 27 years.
I don’t believe that this kind of thing could happen. You could be picking cotton, and it’s
way up there, and somebody needs help and doesn’t have it. My telephone always works. When they are off someplace else they
[does a motion as if someone were chopping his head off]. There’s only one way out of
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Mama looks under the bed. </div>
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I have hired a lawyer because no one cleaned up the mess in my house. The lawyers will get with the Federal
Government and make them build a new place. The Environmental Protection Agency might get involved.<br />
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[Storyteller whispers in my ear.] I would like to keep this confidential, but I want to let you know that someone has stolen your baby picture. You never know
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She should keep looking, start at the beginning, find a
connection, a friend. A friend to help her is the main thing, get her another phone is all I
can say. </div>
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They do find him.
The mother is happy and loves him and feels a part of his life. Baby Charlie is happy too, as long as
he is familiar with people and spends time with people and slowly gets used to
them.</div>Alice Spicerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15678461869102408414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341096124462019621.post-30275175028391256542012-05-24T11:00:00.000-07:002012-05-24T11:01:02.698-07:00How to Prepare for a Tornado<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVBX0BxIZTCTyyH_MHa5nT8RaZfo5vhQtlej_-WaTk3FwseoujOh0mt5lmez8OhqN5Ps_XLR53n55g97JXWE-DO0765jUkmqKk1NucSERZGdze7Q94WQEcVyqH9G7Trdrs5haehsA0Pr4/s1600/385035-R1-E039_039_0101_101Nana+and+Bestama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVBX0BxIZTCTyyH_MHa5nT8RaZfo5vhQtlej_-WaTk3FwseoujOh0mt5lmez8OhqN5Ps_XLR53n55g97JXWE-DO0765jUkmqKk1NucSERZGdze7Q94WQEcVyqH9G7Trdrs5haehsA0Pr4/s320/385035-R1-E039_039_0101_101Nana+and+Bestama.jpg" width="320" /></a><br />
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The one with the glasses is Mary Lou and the one with the
red shirt is Mary Jane. A mother
and her granddaughter, what else?
Two old people.
Granddaughters. Real
old. We should say “elderly”
instead of “old”. We don’t feel
old, do we? Isn’t that the way you
feel? Or do you feel like everyone
has passed you by? They are the
same age as me, but how old am I?
I never pay attention to this.
Maybe 73. <br />
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I don’t want to be a salesperson. [I'm not a salesperson.] You <i>are</i> selling. Sell it to
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The two ladies are friends who just met in the place that they are living. Whatever they are doing has something
to do with their home life. On the
inside, they are doing very well.
No one taking away their privileges, privileges for people who own
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They are listening to the radio to see what the forecast
is. It’s going to be bad
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You better get someplace that you are safe. They are looking for someplace that
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ahead of time when weather... bad is.
They might be discussing a plan, what to do. </div>
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I look kind of wild. I was almost late. It wasn’t your fault, it was Grandma’s
thought. Don’t want to miss
you. I darn near did it. What happened to me? I went nuts, I guess. I was too close to myself to get
you. That’s what happened. I forgot about that mess. Is that you? Did you let your hair get white? I don’t know where I went. That’s why I look so bad, I guess, because I didn’t come
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The safe place will come and find them. They’ve been there. They know where their safety is. It’s fairly new, and that’s the way
they built it. But one thing is,
if you have a car and they are having a tornado, get into the car and put the
seatbelt on. Hide in something, somewhere
with your dad. My father has a
cave on his property in east Tennessee.
Go there. <br />
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We didn’t announce it.
We’re sorry aren’t we? Dad
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[What does it look like when a tornado destroys a house?]</div>
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The wind
picked up the old shingles. Breaks the windows, a lot of glass. Debris of all
kinds.</div>
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What’s flying around!</div>
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Tree branches, paraphernalia in homes tossed
around, everything is all out in the open, that’s all. You have to make a list, or you forget
what you have, unless you see it again.
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With God’s help, Mary Lou and Mary Jane will find their treasures.</div>
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[What will they find?]</div>
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Photos, important letters that they treasured over the years, and
artifacts. It turns out that they
lost old, old photos and bills and jewelry forever. </div>
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They found a big piece of nothing.</div>
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Glasses, clothing that
was wet and restored, and a young boy named Teddy who lives in the
neighborhood, because they were strong enough to look. </div>
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They found Teddy’s
home was damaged. Teddy’s parents
were very jovial when they saw him.
They grabbed him, hugged him, and took him back into the house - what
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of it without a scratch. </div>Alice Spicerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15678461869102408414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341096124462019621.post-51629430446550513482012-05-09T19:03:00.000-07:002012-05-09T19:13:24.128-07:00Surviving and Worthy<br />
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He looks like a homeless man to me because he is deep in
thought with no clothes on, not talking to anybody because he is on his
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He is young.
The outfit he is wearing, is it his own make-up or something else? The pinhole in his nose, I don’t know
what it is doing there. In poverty and needs
help. That and thirty-five
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This isn’t Gretchen for God’s sake. He’s in prison. He has a lot of books, and he’s been
studying about what he has to do with.
Maybe his prayer life. He is trying to study something. Pondering his situation. He
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That’s what I ask myself here.
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Earrings and things through his nose are not the things to
be wearing to do a job. What would
he be doing? He is a very bright
man. His plan is to take the
earring out of his nose and put some clothes on. Something other than his naked shirt. Stop miserating with himself. His hands are clasped together and he
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want it and work for it. He’s
trying. There’s a lot of things
you wouldn’t expect. Even a
picture on a wall in the background, he doesn’t need all the surroundings to
have a life. Some people might
think that you have to have decorations, but who do you want to remember and
think about? This is
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We’re so proud of you, son. You are a man.
Encouragement. Love and
hope. Financial help if he decides
what he wants to do in his young life.
If he had a wife, she would be there encouraging him. He doesn’t have a ring on his finger; he
has some jewelry on his ear.
Later, there will be more people to help him, if he has the courage to
work and go. Some kind of
gentleman. Just keep on
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Act like a child.<span> </span>Tell stories.<span> </span>Have dessert or a snack - anything sweet - cupcakes, cookies, candy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You can’t tell a kid what they are
eating, each one eats something different.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The grown up says, “We don’t have all those things, but put
your hand up if you want a cookie.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>If you don’t, then I’ll eat it."<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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The boy with the yellow shirt doesn't raise his hand.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He's scared that some of what the other
children will do to him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He turns around and smiles, and that gets him a cookie.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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If I had to keep seven children
interested, I would leave home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Play a game that they like, that they can participate in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Patty-cake.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Figure it out.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Run
around in the yard. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Grass is something different than the concrete that they are used to.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is green and it gives depending on
their weight.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Soft and light.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Why can’t you pull the roster?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The other people do.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It makes a big difference.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>People know.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That’s where you ought to check. Hide and seek.<span> </span></div>
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Act like a child - get to arguing with
them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As a school teacher, you
have to do it sometimes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The adult
can laugh, too.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Make a new
story: I just run through the
grocery store, grab it all, pay for it, and get home to the children.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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School is kids being gone, and all of a sudden they come pouring in.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You can’t always
tell how the hell they got there.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Check them and wash them.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>My God, I’m June the third 1918, and I’ve had a long time since
then.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I can go get the
record.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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The kids are sick and go
flopping on the floor, a lot of messes going on, when they are going to
school.</div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><br /></span></div>
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You are sitting there like
a darn fool while they play skippy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>You’ve got to figure it all out, and it’s not always easy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Get acquainted.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The kids come and go and don’t always know who is Joe or
Suzy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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Stay there from beginning
to end - a teacher, not a
play track!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Kids are a dime a
dozen.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I think I’ll throw my dime
away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Go ask the teacher.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Happily, the end.</div>
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