Make My Day! ... :) Shangy! >Here are the details on our Yahoo ShangyFunList: To Subscribe send a blank email to ShangyFunList-subscribe@yahoogroups.com To UnSubscribe send a blank email to ShangyFunList-unsubscribe@yahoogroups.com Group home page: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ShangyFunList Through no fault of my own we suddenly became an adult club in the love and romance directory so you will have to confirm that you are an adult when you go here. I still have no idea how to change this back as it sends me around in a circle when I try! or Web Site: http://www.ShangralaFamilyFun.com/ShangyFunList.html Group email address: ShangyFunList@yahoogroups.com or email me here: bcrsystems@earthlink.net ================ *~* A REMINDER: PLEASE Send me sweet, interesting, funny, inspiring, family type forwards ANY TIME here... bcrsystems@earthlink.net I Need them, Love them, Use them, and Share them! THANK YOU!! ================ *~* May God Bless And Help All In The Aftermath Of Hurricane Isaac! *~* ================ >-->HOT Off The 'Shangy' Press :) This hottie comes from our friend KarenF. This artist puts plenty of imagination into his work! Check out his creativity here.. ________________________________________________ /\______________________________________________/`-. <()>____________________________________________< ## \/______________________________________________\,-' unknown Pencil Vs Camera http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/pencamera.html --- ...Wow! Pretty cool! Thanks KarenF! -<>- [Politics] , , /////| ///// | ///// | |~~~| | | |===| |/| | B |/| | | I | | | | B | | | | L | / | E | / |===|/ jgs '---' As most of you know, I am Christian. That's what my web site is all about. So it should not come as a surprise to any one that I follow through with my Christian beliefs into my support of political candidates. Anyone who follows my emails knows I am bias and lean toward the Godly view. I am a conservative. Some don't like to mix the two. They like to keep God out of politics. But if you believe in keeping God first in your life, how can you say it is OK to not put God first in your choice for who runs our country? I believe God's way is the best way so why should I settle for something other then the best way for my homeland? That does not seem logical or very smart to me. So I just don't do it. I don't know that much about Ann Romney, Mitt Romney's wife so last night I decided to listen to her speech at the RNC convention. I was very impressed by her. For a lady that is not used to public speaking, I felt she did remarkably well. She came across as poised and most compassionate about her support and love for her husband, her faith, her family and for this country. Like so many woman, she is the strength behind her husband. She was able to support, encourage and motivate him into not giving up and running for president again this term. That is the difference between success and failure - not giving up - not quitting. Doing the extra, going the extra mile, giving it your all. That is why the Romney's are successful. Not because the government handed it to them on a silver platter but because they pored their blood, sweat, tears and hard work into making it work. Not giving up. Determination with God as your guide helps you to be the best you can be! That is the key to success. Her speech brought me to tears. She is the role model our young woman of today need to be the best they can be. She will make an excellent First Lady. If you missed her speech, I encourage you to view it. Get to know this American family and hopefully our next Presidential family. Ann Romney RNC Speech http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4p3GFBdnCGo -<>- I must be getting old because I found myself watching the RNC again last night. Normally I find these things just way too boring, so I must be maturing or something. I was especially impressed by these speakers... Condi Rice's Full RNC Speech 8/29/12 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ukfS2bfP738 Gov. Susana Martinez's Full RNC Speech 8/29/12 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NEewz5v04mU You know as a woman, I am wondering what all this yapping about the Republicans being racists and woman haters is all about. It makes me think about what I learned from Dr.Phil. He was talking about couples who one is often accusing the other of cheating. He said 9 out of 10 times, it is because the person accusing the other is often actually the one doing the cheating! I am thinking it applies to all those who are so quick to throw out the race card because they themselves are the racists ones! And perhaps the ones who are so quick to accuse the Republicans of being woman haters are indeed pointing 3 fingers and a thumb right back at themselves when they are pointing their finger at the Republicans! I just do not see any of their accusations as being true. Mike Huckabee's RNC Full Speech 2012 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CjBDGHcA65s And then the super power punch of Paul Ryan... Watch Full Speech from Rep. Paul Ryan at RNC http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gwI05x5rmqI I do forgive Ryan for his false statements about the closing of the plant, but I hope they watch their speeches closely so we don't have too many mistakes! Just shows he is human - we all make mistakes. The negative people are quick to pick up on a mistake and try to make his whole speech bad when in reality it was an A+! -<>- ^ | | @#####@ (### ###)-. .(### ###) \ / (### ###) ) (=- .@#####@|_--" /\ \_|l|_/ (\ (=-\ |l| / \ \.___|l|___/ /\ |_| / (=-\._________/\ \ / \._________/ # ---- # # __ # \########/ >Make My Day! For you fans of one of our country's greatest actors Clint Eastwood, He's gonna make our day tonight at the RNC! Clint Eastwood at the RNC! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Hr1JgdNN1Q =========================================================== >-->From Heartwarmers: MEMORIES FROM 2005! Paradise Lost? Mother Nature giveth and Mother Nature taketh. The Gulf Coast is usually considered a paradise, but Hurricane Katrina has turned things upside down with what some experts are calling the worst natural disaster to ever hit the United States, at least from an economic point of view. It will take weeks to assess the casualties and damage. Electricity in some parts may take over a month to restore. It may be weeks before some people get back to their homes -- if there is a home to go back to. The levee breaches will take a monumental effort to repair. If you have any personal or family experiences to share, please send them in. How has the storm impacted you or your relatives? Did you see anything that confirmed your belief in humanity? Do you think your family or friends can get through this? We'll see what kind of reports we get back and include them in next week's Heartwarmer. Meanwhile, you can help by donating to the Red Cross National Disaster Relief Fund. You can donate by credit card online by clicking here: https://www.redcross.org/donate/donation-form.asp (It's a secure website, so you don't have to worry.) __________________ Despite the aftermath of Katrina, Americans will be commemorating the traditional end-of-the-summer Labor Day weekend in all sorts of ways. Kids will be back to school, the days will be getting shorter and we'll start feeling the coolness of autumn. Summer is saying goodbye. Ken offers his perspective on an important Labor Day weekend he experienced. Like Katrina, there is a transition between what was and what will be. It's a nice story to cap off the summer. --- ...NOW Our Hearts And Prayers Go Out To All Suffering From Isacc! -<>- >LABOR DAY MEMORIES by Ken Pierpont The older I get the swifter time passes, especially between Memorial Day and Labor Day. One Labor Day stands out. It was the last Labor Day we were all together as a family under one roof. The next summer our first-born son Kyle would leave for a year of missionary service and then college a continent away. On that Labor Day evening, we drove to Grand Haven on the West Coast of Michigan. In a resort town like Grand Haven the whole atmosphere changes after Labor Day. When we arrived it was cool and fall-like. The sun was dropping steadily into the lake. We strode quickly trying to reach the lighthouse at the end of the pier before the sunset. As we walked, the sun touched the horizon and then steadily sank from sight. Everyone had gathered and waited to see the last sunset of summer and they were talking about how quickly the sun had set. Walking along I heard more than one person say, "That was over so fast." All I could think about, walking out toward the sunset with my precious first-born son, was about how quickly the sunset on our last summer together had come. The whole family gathered at the foot of the lighthouse on the end of the pier and watched the sky turn golden-orange. A few boats growled into the harbor for the evening. A ship sat out on the horizon moving imperceptibly slow going who-knows-where. Gentle waves lapped the rocks. Occasionally a bigger wave spouted up in spray and mist. We all stood close to keep each other warm. There was a sweetness in the air. My heart grew tender and alive to the world around me. My mind went back through the years with my son. They passed swiftly. We went to a few ball games together. We camped out together a few times. Together we gazed into a few campfires. Together we floated a few rivers. We went fishing a few times. We washed the car together a few times. I taught him to tie a tie, shake hands, and drink his coffee black. I taught him the books of the Bible. I taught him to ride a bike and a few days later I taught him to drive. Together we laughed and cried. We loved a couple of dogs together, buried them together, and together we hurt. A few times we walked together under a full moon in awe at the wonder of God's world. Together we sang and prayed and worshipped God. And soon, for the first time, we would go on -- but not together. The reality of it settled in on me that night on the pier. As the purple of night pushed in on the pale blue and orange twilight we turned and made our way back. Kyle was holding his little sister Hope. She was giggling over his shoulder at her mother when suddenly she said "Momma" for the first time. Lois was delighted and her eyes glowed. Hope looked back with the same lively brown eyes... One child ready to go make his way in the world was carrying another just learning to talk. When we reached the boardwalk we all turned and saw the lighthouse and pier lights blinking red against the dusk. A string of white harbor lights lined the catwalk. The afterglow of the sun cast the lighthouse and the pier light in a sharp black silhouette. Stars appeared in the growing darkness overhead. Lovers held one another or walked hand-in-hand. Fishermen sauntered in with their gear along the lighted walkway. In an hour we had watched the sun set on summer and turned toward autumn with a life-long memory in our hearts. I felt the pain that always comes with love and my soul whispered, "Breathe deep, walk slow, hold tight to those you love, the sun is setting and it will be over so fast." -- Ken Pierpont ___________________________________________ Ken Pierpont speaks and writes to inspire others. He mentors people and organizes things and does what needs to me done to support his story-telling habit. You can read his stories and subscribe to his free weekly newsletter at: http://www.kenpierpont.com ========================================================== >-->From Our Friend Linda :) ..;;;;;;; ,;;;;;;;;;' M ,;;;;;;;\ U ,;;;;;;;; \ S ,;;;;;;;; \ I ,;;;;;;;; \ C ,;;;;;;;; ,,,, \ M ,;;;;;;;; ' ', \ A ,;;;;;;;; ' . ,\, K .,;;;;;;;;_______________ \ ', r /__________I I__________\ I__________I_____________I___________I [=MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM=] { } { } III { } { } { } III { } { } [__] III { } _{ } III { } [__] O C O [__] >Story Time: This is a true story and it will give you the chills. This is a beautiful and touching story of love and perseverance. Well worth the read. At the prodding of my friends I am writing this story. My name is Mildred Honor and I am a former elementary school music teacher from Des Moines, Iowa . I have always supplemented my income by teaching piano lessons - something I have done for over 30 years. During those years I found that children have many levels of musical ability, and even though I have never had the pleasure of having a prodigy, I have taught some very talented students. However, I have also had my share of what I call 'musically challenged' pupils - one such pupil being Robby.. Robby was 11 years old when his mother (a single mom) dropped him off for his first piano lesson. I prefer that students (especially boys) begin at an earlier age, which I explained to Robby. But Robby said that it had always been his mother's dream to hear him play the piano, so I took him as a student. Well, Robby began his piano lessons and from the beginning I thought it was a hopeless endeavor. As much as Robby tried, he lacked the sense of tone and basic rhythm needed to excel. But he dutifully reviewed his scales and some elementary piano pieces that I require all my students to learn. Over the months he tried and tried while I listened and cringed and tried to encourage him. At the end of each weekly lesson he would always say 'My mom's going to hear me play someday'. But to me, it seemed hopeless, he just did not have any inborn ability. I only knew his mother from a distance as she dropped Robby off or waited in her aged car to pick him up. She always waved and smiled, but never dropped in. Then one day Robby stopped coming for his lessons. I thought about calling him, but assumed that because of his lack of ability he had decided to pursue something else. I was also glad that he had stopped coming - he was a bad advertisement for my teaching! Several weeks later I mailed a flyer recital to the students' homes. To my surprise, Robby (who had received a flyer) asked me if he could be in the recital. I told him that the recital was for current pupils and that because he had dropped out, he really did not qualify. He told me that his mother had been sick and unable to take him to his piano lessons, but that he had been practicing. 'Please Miss Honor, I've just got to play' he insisted. I don't know what led me to allow him to play in the recital - perhaps it was his insistence or maybe something inside of me saying that it would be all right. The night of the recital came and the high school gymnasium was packed with parents, relatives and friends. I put Robby last in the program, just before I was to come up and thank all the students and play a finishing piece. I thought that any damage he might do would come at the end of the program and I could always salvage his poor performance through my 'curtain closer'. Well, the recital went off without a hitch, the students had been practicing and it showed. Then Robby came up on the stage. His clothes were wrinkled and his hair looked as though he had run an egg beater through it. 'Why wasn't he dressed up like the other students?' I thought. 'Why didn't his mother at least make him comb his hair for this special night?' Robby pulled out the piano bench, and I was surprised when he announced that he had chosen to play Mozart's Concerto No. 21 in C Major. I was not prepared for what I heard next. His fingers were light on the keys, they even danced nimbly on the ivories. He went from pianissimo to fortissimo, from allegro to virtuoso; his suspended chords that Mozart demands were magnificent! Never had I heard Mozart played so well by anyone his age. After six and a half minutes he ended in a grand crescendo, and everyone was on their feet in wild applause! Overcome and in tears, I ran up onstage and put my arms around Robby in joy. 'I have never heard you play like that Robby, how did you do it? Through the microphone Robby explained: 'Well, Miss Honor .... Remember I told you that my mom was sick? Well, she actually had cancer and passed away this morning. And well ...... she was born deaf, so tonight was the first time she had ever heard me play, and I wanted to make it special.' There wasn't a dry eye in the house that evening. As the people from Social Services led Robby from the stage to be placed in to foster care, I noticed that even their eyes were red and puffy. I thought to myself then how much richer my life had been for taking Robby as my pupil. No, I have never had a prodigy, but that night I became a prodigy ....... of Robby. He was the teacher and I was the pupil, for he had taught me the meaning of perseverance and love and believing in yourself, and may be even taking a chance on someone and you didn't know why. Robby was killed years later in the senseless bombing of the Alfred P. Murray Federal Building in Oklahoma City in April, 1995. And now, a footnote to the story. If you are thinking about forwarding this message, you are probably wondering which people on your address list aren't the 'appropriate' ones to receive this type of message. The person who sent this to you believes that we can all make a difference! So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice Do we act with compassion or do we pass up that opportunity and leave the world a bit colder in the process? You now have two choices: 1. Delete this; OR 2. Forward it to the people you care about. You know the choice I made. Thank you for reading this. May God Bless you today, tomorrow and always. If God didn't have a purpose for us, we wouldn't be here! USA, IN GOD WE TRUST! Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God. --- ...Amen! Thank You Linda! ============================================================ >-->From Our Friend Brenda :) , , /////| ///// | ///// | |~~~| | | |===| |/| | B |/| | | I | | | | B | | | | L | / | E | / |===|/ jgs '---' >Cell Vs Bible Ever wonder what would happen if we treated our Bible like we treat our cell phone? What if we carried it around in our purses or pockets? What if we flipped through it several times a day? What if we turned back to go get it if we forgot it? What if we used it to receive messages from the text? What if we treated it like we couldn't live without it? What if we gave it to Kids as gifts? What if we used it when we traveled? What if we used it in case of emergency? This is something to make you go....hmm...where is my Bible? Oh, and one more thing. Unlike our cell phone, we don't have to worry about our Bible being disconnected because Jesus already paid the bill. Makes you stop and think 'where are my priorities? And no dropped calls! When Jesus died on the cross, he was thinking of you! If you are one of the 7% who will stand up for Him, forward this. --- ...A good one! Thanks Brenda! =========================================================== >-->From Our Friend Bunni :) , , /////| ///// | ///// | |~~~| | | |===| |/| | B |/| | | I | | | | B | | | | L | / | E | / |===|/ jgs '---' >SCRIPTURES I always wanted credit for the things I had done. I always ran from God. I always tried and tried. One day I ran to God, did things His way and continue to try to do my best to obey His Word. I am here to tell you the "Peace that Passes Understanding" fills my daily life. That peace causes me to want to glorify God. Read Psalms 63:3 (Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you.) God's love never fails. Read John 14:6 (I will never leave you or farsake you.) A world in despair needs Christians who care. Read Matthew 9:36 (Jesus was moved with compassion for them.) The best way to escape temptation is to run TO God. Read 1 Corinthians 10:12 (Let him who thinks he Stands take heed least he fall.) God's timing is perfect - EVERY TIME!!! Read Romans 8:28 (All things work together for good to those who are called according to His purpose.) HEY!!!! Believe me! I know. I've been there... The Bible is NOT a burden but a guide to joy-filled living. Read Deuteronomy 30:20 (Love the Lord your God.... obey His voice that you may dwell in the land.) God is too kind to do anything cruel. Too wise to make a mistake and too deep to explain himself. Read Job 11:7-9 (Can you fathom the mysteries of God? Can you probe the limits of the Almighty? They are higher than the heavens.They are deeper than the depths of the grave. Their measure is longer than the earth and wider than the sea.) Accept it or not, God's calling the shots. He is in full control. Read Daniel 4:35 (All the peoples of the earth are regarded as nothing. He does as he pleases with the powers of heaven and the peoples of the earth. No one can hold back his hand.) The ideal gift is.... Yourself. Give an hour of your time. Give a note of encouragement. Give a hug of affirmation. Give a visit of mercy. Give a meal you prepared. Give a word of compassion. Give a deed of kindness. Read 1 Corinthians 16:7 (I do not want to see you now and make only a passing visit. I hope to spend some time with you if the Lord permits.) Discernment will act as a watchdog to keep us from getting lost in tomorrow's depravity and deception even as we keep pace with it's advancements. Read Proverbs 28:11 (A rich man may be wise in his own eyes, but a poor man who has discernment sees through him.) To avoid being pulled into error, keep a firm grip on the truth. Read Philippians 2:15-16 (Shine as lights in the world, holding fast the Word of life.) --- ...Beautiful! God's Word is so sweet! Thank You Bunni! ======================================================= >-->From Archives InspiredBuffalo: __ __------ __/o `\ ,~ _~~ . .. pb. .. ~ -. ,' _~----- `\ ~~~--_'__ `~-==-~~~~~---' >Free To Soar One windy spring day, I observed young people having fun using the wind to fly their kites. Multicolored creations of varying shapes and sizes filled the skies like beautiful birds darting and dancing in the heady atmosphere above the earth. As the strong winds gusted against the kites, a string kept them in check. Instead of blowing away with the wind, they arose against it to achieve great heights. They shook and pulled, but the restraining string and the cumbersome tail kept them in tow, facing upward and against the wind. As the kites struggled and trembled against the string, they seemed to say, "Let me go! Let me go! I want to be free!" They soared beautifully even as they fought the imposed restriction of the string. Finally, one of the kites succeeded in breaking loose. "Free at last" it seemed to say. "Free to fly with the wind." Yet freedom from restraint simply put it at the mercy of an unsympathetic breeze. It fluttered ungracefully to the ground and landed in a tangled mass of weeds and string against a dead bush. "Free at last" -- free to lie powerless in the dirt, to be blown helplessly along the ground, and to lodge lifeless against the first obstruction. How much like kites we sometimes are. The Lord gives us adversity and restrictions, rules to follow from which we can grow and gain strength. Restraint is a necessary counterpart to the winds of opposition. Some of us tug at the rules so hard that we never soar to reach the heights we might have obtained. We keep part of the commandment and (pardon the pun) never rise high enough to get our tails off the ground. Let us each rise to the great heights our Heavenly Father has in store for us, recognizing that some of the restraints that we may chafe under are actually the steadying force that helps us ascend and achieve. -<>- _ _ ('< >') \(_)________( \ (___________)\\ ( ) \ | | | | | | _| |_ (_______)lc >DON'T MISS A MOMENT By: Joseph J. Mazzella I am truly amazed at how rapidly this year seems to be going by. It seems like only yesterday it was Christmastime and now we are already headed for June. I think this may be a good sign, though. They say that time flies when you are having fun. I am sure then that time flies even faster when you are choosing love and sharing joy. I am becoming aware, however, at just how short even the longest life here on Earth is. I see children swinging at my son's school and I can remember when I attended that same school and swung on those same swings. I give my son and daughter a hug and notice that they are almost as tall as me now. I can remember, though, when I could hold them in the crook of one arm while I rocked them to sleep. I mow the lawn near the graveyard by my home and remember all of my loved ones who have passed. Then I realize that my body too will one day be resting under a headstone and that my time on this wonderful world will be over as well. I am doing my best then not to miss a moment of this glorious life I have been given and I urge you not to miss a moment of yours either. Enjoy every day that God in His love has given you on this world. Take the time to pet your dogs before you put on their leashes for a walk. Take a second to smell that baby's hair when you hold her in your arms. Take a moment to sneak a kiss when you bump into your dear one in the kitchen. Take a little while to watch the sun go down and the moon rise up. Take a hour to walk among the trees and flowers and feel God's gentle, loving breezes on your face. Take a minute to call your Mom, Dad, Grandma, Grandpa, Aunt, or Uncle and tell them that you love them. Take the time to write an inspiring letter or say an encouraging word to a friend. Take all of the precious days of your life and use them to bring more joy, love, and oneness with God to this world. Life is short. Don't miss a moment of it. -<>- >Links for Your Enjoyment Never Give Up! http://www.ShangralaFamilyFun.com/BibleStudy/nevergiveup.html Advice For Living! http://www.ShangralaFamilyFun.com/advice.html Chevy: American Pride! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/chevypride.html Gasoline Price Humor! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/gasoline.html God's Little Love Notes! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/notes.html Medical Helath Test! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/medical.html Animal Moms! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/animalmoms.html Creation Museum! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/creationmuseum.html Detroit Autorama! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/detroitauto.html Dick Clark's House! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/dclark.html Lighthouses Of The World! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/lighthouses.html Why God Gave Us Puppies! http://www.shangralafamilyfun.com/whypuppies.html -<>- >From Our Friend KarenF :) Written by Kurt Orning, "My Name Is America" is a powerful patriotic anthem that speaks to the hearts of Americans. "If the Statue of Liberty Could speak, what would she say?" She has seen dreamers and friends come and go in the harbor, she has watched ships sail away with our military to protect and defend, yet she sees them come back not quite as full as when they left and she has much she could say. The song says" We are challenged by tyrants who envy our power." These tyrants come in many different forms of evil and our power comes from God our creator. "My Name is America" http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=6TPgJSZf5Vw#! --- ...Sweet! Thanks KarenF: Visit Melissa's Online Store You can get anything you want (except for Melissa ) at the online store http://pdhomes.net/mall/babylissa/mySTORES/ISELL4.html If You haven't joined LynnLynn's mailing List yet, send a blank e-mail to LynnLynns-links-subscribe@Yahoogroups.com ========================================================== >In the Crosswalk Story Editor: by Joanne Smarney Joyce Schowalter Michigan, USA In 1990 I was working in the downtown area in Flint, Michigan. I was at the Genesee County Drain Commissioner's Office, very near the county court buildings. The day was extremely cold and windy, but I decided to take my morning break outside. I wanted to walk around the building to clear my head and get a break from the clamor inside. My morning had been extremely busy and noisy, with phones ringing and everyone in the office talking at the same time. Freezing weather always makes the telephones ring at the Drain Commissioner's Office. Sewer pipes have a perverted sense of humor and lie in wait for the coldest days. Then they decide to spring leaks and flood streets with their contents so they can watch us mortals slip, slide and dent our fenders. The maintenance department people are aware of this, and they swear that it is indeed an intentional thing on the part of the pipes. Lawyers are very common in this part of downtown, coming and going to the court building. While outside, I saw yet another "up and coming" young lawyer waiting for the light to change so he could cross the street. He was probably in his late 20's, clean cut, and impeccably dressed. His navy-blue designer overcoat must have been fresh from the cleaners. His two hundred dollar shoes glistened with polish. His briefcase was also expensive, probably a graduation gift from Mom and Dad for passing the bar. Soft leather gloves covered his hands. The light changed and he proceeded to cross the street. More than half way through, he started to take off his gloves. This puzzled me as it was very, very cold. Then I saw another man in the crosswalk, obviously down on his luck, crossing from the other side, walking with metal crutches. He had no gloves to protect him from the frozen aluminum. The lawyer paused momentarily in front of the man on crutches and handed him his fur-lined gloves. They both smiled and kept walking. The whole exchange lasted no more than two or three seconds. Yes, the lawyer won my respect, but I also truly admire the man on crutches. He not only had the good grace to accept something he needed, but also did so cheerfully. He did not protest or argue with the generous giver, instead simply smiled, said thanks, and continued on his way. It is just as important, if not more so, to accept the gifts we're given graciously as it is to be the giver of gifts. Whenever I need a lift, I just recall this story. It always cheers me. =======HeroicStories======= >-->From Kidwarmers: ,----. ( WOW! ) .-. `----' _ \ \ (_) \ \ O | | |\ /\ o | | __ |,\(_\_ . /\---/\ _,---._ | | ( ( |\,` `-^. /^ ^ \,' `. ; \ \ : `-' ) ( O O ) ; \ \ \ ; `.=o=__,' \ \ \ `-. ,' / _,--.__ \ \ \ ____________,' ( / _ ) ,' `-. `-. \ ; ' ; / ,' / ,' \ \ \ \ \ /___,-. / / / ,' (,_)(,_) `, ,_____| ;'_____,' (,; (,,) jrei ,-" \ : | : ( .-" \ `.__ | | \__) `.__,' |__) SSt THE FUNNY THINGS KIDS SAY When Carmen was 3 she asked how babies were made. Because she was so young (and to try to keep things simple) her mother Kristen told her that Daddy "planted a seed" in Mommy's tummy and that seed grew into a baby." About a year later as they were driving down the road, Carmen asked her mother if she had seen the seed before Daddy put it in her tummy. Slightly embarrassed, Kristen said, "No, I didn't." Carmen replied, "Too bad, because I really wanted to know what color it was... I'm pretty sure my seed was all the colors of the rainbow!" -- Kristen Johnson of Kendallville, Indiana On a particularly good day of play with her grandmother, Bobbie's granddaughter told her mother, "Mommy, I wish everyone in the world was Gramma and I was me!" -- Bobbie Miller ("Gramma") of Honeoye Lake, New York /\____/\ __ .' """" `,-' `--.__ __,- : - - ; " :: `-. -.__ ,-sssss `._ `' _,'" ,'~~~::`.sssss-. |ssssss ,' ,_`--'_ __,' :: ` `.ssssss| |sssssss `-._____~ `,,'_______,---_;; ssssss| |ssssssssss `--'~{__ ____ ,'ssssss| `-ssssssssssssssssss ~~~~~~~~~~~~ ssss.-' `---.sssssssssssssssssssss.---' Susie Oviatt Danyelle stepped out of the shower and said, "Smell my soft hair. I used air conditioning." -- Sally Morris (grandmother of Denyelle) of Wellington, Florida Marsha's neighbor recently babysat for her 3-year-old granddaughter while her parents took a short vacation. Because she hadn't seen her grandmother for a while, the 3-year-old tested her. Her responses to her grandmother's requests were, "No, I won't eat my dinner. No I don't get dressed! No, I won't do that!" Grandma had enough of that and informed her who was boss and said she WOULD mind and do what Grandma asked. The little girl stood with hands on hips and said, "Well, then I'm just going to have to call 911!" -- Marsha of Longmont, Colorado /\ \ \ \ \ / / / / _\ \_/\/\ / * \@@ = | |Y/ | |~ \ /_\ / \\ // ||| _|||_ ( / \ )-Skorch In October Karen had knee replacement surgery. She had a long recovery and her grandchildren came to visit. Josh, 5, saw her foot on the footstool and noticed how her incision was stapled. While playing he would return periodically to study Karen's knee. Finally, he got down on a couch beside her. He put his chin in his hands as if he were a great thinker. Then he announced his solution to Karen's health problem: "Grandma, you got metal in your leg!" he said. -- Karen Wilcox of Angola, Indiana Karen still laughs when she remembers something her son, who was 3 at the time, said. "I'm hungry. Mom, I need to eat. I'm stying of darvation!" ("I'm stying of darvation" became an oft-repeated phrase over the years!) Nolan, 3, likes to say his bedtime prayers as "God bless, Mommy. God bless Daddy," and on and on through the rest of his family and friends. Recently he asked to say grace at the table before dinner. His mother had prepared a casserole, green beans and carrots. Nolan bowed his head and started, "God bless my green beans. God bless my carrots. And God bless... this stuff!" -- Jan Bloodworth (friend of Nolan's dad) of Owens Cross Roads, Alabama _ |\___/| \\ ) ( |\_/| || =\ /= )a a `,_.-""""-. // )===( =\Y_= / \// / \ `"`\ / / | | | \ | / / \ \ /- \ \ \ / || | // /` jgs_/\_/\_/\_ _/_/\_/\_/\_((_|\((_//\_/\_/\_/\_ Rose's sister's twin granddaughters were recently being corrected by their mother on a matter involving choosing something the other one wanted. It left one girl pouting -- so she tried to settle the matter by asking her mother, "Well, which one of us was born first?" -- Rose of southeastern Michigan Debbi is teaching fourth grade. Last week she was doing a lesson on perception. The students had to look at pictures and write down what they saw in the picture, and then they shared their impressions. In one picture many of the children saw a man with his arm around a woman. But one girl saw the man and woman on a bus, another saw them in a car. Sebastian saw them at the movies. When it was Kevin's turn to share he said he saw a man with a mop. Sebastian piped up, "But why would he take a mop to the movies?" -- Debbi Armstrong of Orlando, Florida _.---. |\---/| / ) ca| ------------; |-/ /|foo|--- ) (' / `---' ===========( ,'========== || _ | | || o/ ) | | o || ( ( / ; || \ `._/ / || `._ /| || |\ _/|| __||_____.' ) |__||____________ ________\ | |_________________ \ \ `-. `-`---' hjw When Nancy's grandson Jacob was 4, he was sitting in the lobby of his doctor's office. Another little boy was there along with his grandmother and mother. When the little boy started to be rambunctious, his grandmother pulled him onto her lap and said, "Listen here, you are not going to act like that in public." Jacob never missed a beat. 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