Friday, March 30, 2012

Finished Friday: Art lesson and Bunny training.

Art lesson 14 Tracing and shading.


Miracle two weeks: (Day the snake got the rest of her siblings)  

Miracle today at three weeks.
Man, she has grown. 

Thursday, March 29, 2012

Thankful Thursday: Toffee


Toffee is the greatest dog I could ever ask for. 

  1. She is very protective of us children. 
  2. She is an excellent  goat dog. 
  3. She is easy to train. (I have yet to get her to fetch)
  4. She saved me from a snake last year. (I had frozen and Toffee grabbed my skirt and drug me out of the way of a strike.) 
  5. She is my constant companion when I am outside. 


Monday, March 26, 2012

Memory Monday: BFF


He's still working on me
To make me what I need to be
It took him just a week to make the moon and stars
The sun and the earth and Jupiter and Mars
How loving and patient He must be
'Cause He's still workin' on me 


Since I was really little we have gone to the library every single week. Well two days after 9/11 I was at the library and I had nobody to play with. So I did what I always did when I had nobody to play with, I went hunting for a friend. 

Well it wasn't long before I found a girl that I looked so much like it was not even funny. So I went over to her and said, "Hello, My name is V. what is your name?"  
If  I had just grown horns, I do not think she would have given me a more horrified look. She dropped her book and took off, I hot on her heals. 
She dashed under a desk. 
"Hello little girl under a desk, What is your name?" I asked.
Her eyes were as big as dinner plates, and spotting her mother she took off and dashed behind her. 
"Hello little girl, Do you have a name?" I asked. 
"Katie." Her mother said, "I am ashamed to have to tell this nice little girl YOUR name." she said pulling Katie off of her leg. 
"Hi Katie, What is your name." I said. 
Katie first glared at me then at her mother then took off. She found a table and dove under it book in hand. 
"Hello little girl named Katie hiding under the table, Will you come out and play with me?" 
She stiffly shook her head her whole body tense ready to bolt if she felt the least bit threatened. 
"Can I come under there with you and read?" I asked. 
She shrugged then nodded, So I grabbed one of my favorite books and got under there with her. 
"Little girl named Katie, You don't talk very much do you?" I said after some time. 
She shook her head.
"You want to go look for another book?" I asked her.
She nodded.
So off we went, She caught sight of her father and took off and hid behind him. 
Just then Kendra showed up wondering who was this strange man I was talking to. "Hey sis, who is your new friend?"  
I introduced to two to each other. (Katie not so sure what to think about this bouncy brown haired girl.)
"Do you two want to go to New Mexico with me on a train?" (That was the most exotic place she could think of.) 
Katie and I both nodded. So for the next hour (I think it might of been less time) We had every chair in the children's section lined up and we had a delightful time in "New Mexico". After wards we went to a near by park where we played and played and played. 
Katie and I have been Best friends ever since.




Katie and I getting our Third Book award.




Friday, March 23, 2012

Finished Friday: Insensitivity





What if we could feel what others felt? What if we could hear what other's heard? What if we saw what others saw, knew what they knew, and sensed what they sensed? Humans are naturally insensitive beings. We can feel when somebody else hurts us, but cannot feel when we hurt others. We can read their faces to tell what they thought. But even that is not one-hundred percent accurate, for we are also very good actors. 

God says in the Bible that we should be sensitive to others feelings. We should not do things that we ourselves would not like it to be done back. How do we know that boy we just called a cry baby isn't crying because his grandmother just died? That girl you just called Four Eyes, maybe she cannot see more than a few inches with out it. The child you just called Dummy or Stupid, perhaps they learn differently than you do. 

There were those when I was little who called me stupid because I could not read or write and my grades were Cs and Ds. But what they did not know was even though I did horrible in school, I thrived when it came to animals and things I could do with my hands. It made me feel unwanted and unappreciated with they would criticizing me on what I could not do and ignored what I could. I actually went through a point in my life where I wished for nothing else than to die. All because a they called me names. I learned through those years that by always wearing a smile people did not tease me quite as often even though I hurt inside.

The Bibles says we should rejoice with those who rejoice and weep with those who weep (Romans 12:15); Meaning that if we see somebody that is happy we should be happy with them. And if we see somebody that is upset we should be sympathetic to them.

 It also says we should show kindness to somebody who is afflicted (Job 6:14). If somebody is struggling in an area we should not make fun of them because of it but on the contrary help them through it. You can point out where they need to make corrections but do it in a positive way not a negative way, for the bible also says we should encourage one another lets build each other up. 

The scardy cats, The Bible says we should comfort them. (Thessalonians 5:14). Some people naturally are afraid of things we should try to help them through those fears but don't push them it takes time to overcome some fears. 

See somebody’s possessions in danger of being destroyed or lost? (Deut 22:1) We should pick it up so it is not damaged. And in that way we are being sensitive to other’s feelings.

So we should be sensitive to others. We should treat them as we ourselves would like to be treated. An insensitive man is a bully, and a bully is a coward.  




Thursday, March 22, 2012

Thankful Thursday: Lil'-Miss.-Full-of-it (Miss. FOI)



Miss. FOI is my copy cat, anything I do she does too. My family and friends say I spoil her... well she is the only little sister I have so why not spoil her. Here are the ten top things I like about her. 

  1. She loves to sit beside me and do her school work. 
  2. She is always ready to make me laugh. 
  3. She LOVES books. 
  4. She is my constant companion. 
  5. She loves to sing with me. 
  6. She is a little chatter box 
  7. She is as smart as a whip. 
  8. She makes sure my shoes are always where they belong. 
  9. She is a neat freak.
  10. She will sit on my lap and help me type. 
I am lucky to have her. My mom was in her forties when she had her. And when she was six weeks old she was in a very bad car accident. Miss. FOI has been the joy of my life spending every moment she can with me, it is rare indeed to not see the two of us together. I was the first person to get to hold her, and we have a bond that cannot be broken by anything. I love my baby sister. 




Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Quote me Tuesday: Around the World in Eighty Days.


The last two weeks I have been reading "Around the World In Eighty Days" by Jules Verne, I was rather disappointed when it was done because it was such a good book.

My favorite character was  Passepartout. He never ceased to amaze me on what he could do.


Sir Francis would have liked to read Phileas Fogg's eyes. What was this cool Englishman thinking of? Was he planning to make a rush for the young woman at the very moment of the sacrifice, and boldly snatch her from her executioners? This would be utter folly, and it was hard to admit that Fogg was such a fool. Sir Francis consented, however, to remain to the end of this terrible drama. The guide led them to the rear of the glade, where they were able to observe the sleeping groups.
 Meanwhile Passepartout, who had perched himself on the lower branches of a tree, was resolving an idea which had at first struck him like a flash, and which was now firmly lodged in his brain. He had commenced by saying to himself, "What folly!" and then he repeated, "Why not, after all? It's a chance perhaps the only one; and with such sots!" Thinking thus, he slipped, with the suppleness of a serpent, to the lowest branches, the ends of which bent almost to the ground.

Verne, Jules (2009-10-04). Around the World in 80 Days (Kindle Locations 854-857). Public Domain Books. Kindle Edition.




Monday, March 19, 2012

Memory Monday: SNAKES!!!


 (I am going to refuse to add a picture with this entry.) Did I ever say I hated snakes??? Well this is my reason, Since moving to the country when I was four I have seen a lot of snakes. I think I have seen about fifty in all (outside of the zoo) (at least ten of those have been poisonous.) 

The first one I ever met was a water snake. (What type I really am not sure, I did not stick around to find out.) it was a few months after I moved I was crushing cans when I noticed that the can I had just picked up was heavier that most that I had seen so I dumped it over thinking that it might be full of water.... nothing came out so I shook it... a tongue partruded from the opening... to say that I screamed would be a understatement. It was a good thing it was a family work day and all of the family for I had three uncles a dad and my grandfather immiatlly at my assistance dealing with that horrible creature. Strangely I have never done crushed cans again without men standing nearby ready to deal with any snake that appeared.

The second time I ever saw a snake I was about five and a half. I was gathering eggs, I had come to the nest in a dark corner and grabbed something that did not feel like an egg... I screamed and my grandfather who was not far away came and dealt with it... I have never been  able to gather eggs from dark places since. (and my grandfather has never under stood why.)

The next really bad one was last year. I went down to the barn to feed the animals and I found a rat snake eating the goose eggs. My grandfather blasted it's head off and my uncle dumped into the gully. (My father was really sick that day.) I saw another eight snakes over the next two months. One of them (About eight inches long) I killed my self. I walked outside my house and found it on the rubber mat that is right outside so I climbed up on the steps grabbed the shovel that was near by and aimed it then closed my eyes and dropped the shovel. I killed the snake then streamed and Kendra dealt with that one.

The next horrible encounter happened this morning. I went down to the barn and found a copper head eating my baby bunnies. He ate two, and killed two others, the fifth (the runt of the litter and the shyest) had been hiding under the bedding so the snake did not find him so now he is in a box with his mommy beside me. Dad killed the snake who was about four foot long and to fat with the baby bunnies to escape the cage.

The rest of the snakes I have seen I have been able to call one of our many cats over and they deal with it. (Or a goose, which ever comes to my assistance first.)

If you want to see the snake you will have to go to my mom's blog.

http://networkedblogs.com/vlT0F

Sunday, March 18, 2012

my finished line for March 18



I have been rather busy this past week and that is why I have not been posting.

First of all it was time change on Sunday and I had snacks at church. So when I got home after church I immediately crashed into bed and that is how I spent my Sunday.

Monday was the only "Calm" day I had. which even it was not all that very much calm. I did chores and a page out of my USA coloring book.

Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday I went to Frontier Girl's Etiquette Boot Camp. which was honestly a lot of fun. There were skits preformed, We were queen, grandparents, doctors and all kinds of other people to learn how to introduce in a formal setting a social setting and causal setting. We learned that scaring your mom with a toy snake is not necessarily the best way to get her off the phone... your likely to be sent to time out instead. We learned how to properly treat the USA Flag. And we learned how to properly do Thank-you notes.
Friday we got Ready for My sister's birthday party.

Saturday we had the party which was a garden and tree removal party.

So that was my very busy week.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

My Book: Elvings Away!


Chapter 1

Holding down the fort

“ELM, DOWN,”
Elm immediately dropped what he was doing and dropped to the dirt floor of the small bomb shelter beside his brother as a wall of fire hit the window above making a wall of heat protrude into the small shelter.
Red Elm and his younger twin Red Oak were Rowan Elvings, Elm was a Tree Elving while Oak was a Ground Elving. They both had the same brown hair with red highlights. They both had the same brownish blue eyes.
They had been here a week keeping the North West corner lookout. It had originally been their Pa’s and Pama’s job, but Pama had died last year, and after he had died their older brother, Red Wood was to take his place. But alas Pa and Wood had been bringing the livestock with a bunch of the other men when the Dragons first attacked. Their father had been eaten and Wood’s feet had been burnt off when he dove into the hole leading into the newly built underground town and then was rushed to the hospital. So, them being the next oldest in the family, they got the job. That was a week ago…On their twenty-fourth birthday.
Rowan Years are not like earth’s years though. Their years are twice as long although the Rowans themselves age at a quarter the speed. So even though in their years they were twenty-four, they were actually forty-eight but looked to be about twelve.
Elm and Oak slowly got up and inspected the damage. They had given up long time ago when it came to fighting back. The Rowans had lost over a hundred good fighting men and over five hundred wounded. They glanced around, in one corner were their stuff, two sleeping backs, a folding table and chairs and two bags of cloths and necessities. There were two doors, one leading into the street of the underground-town and the other leading to the chard field above. There was a two foot thick flame proof window about six inches tall and three foot wide about neck level that they had to view the doings of the world above. 
 “Red Elm, I’m scared.” Oak said in a shaky voice.
“So am I, I wonder how this could ever be good?” Elm responded.
“All things work together for good, is what the good book said not that all things are good.”
“I know.” Just then a wall of fire came that way the boys dropped once again to avoid the heat of the flame. “I just don’t like this ducking business.”
“Nor I, but think if not us it would be the women.”
“Indeed, scary thought. Glad that we came out with this so-called heat proof windows or we would look a lot like Pa at this very moment. At least it keeps out most of the heat, but it is still hot enough to burn.”
“Tell me about it, Can you believe that a week ago we were running around in a winter-wonder-land awaiting the month of blessings, and now it is so hot we are out in summer clothes?
“Not really... I wonder when our sisters are going to bring us some supper I am starved.” Red Elm frowned. “What time is it?”
“Two freckles past three hairs.”
“Red Oak, What time is it really?”
 “Five forty-five, you have another fifteen minutes so hold those horses of yours.”
“Look, Oak, What is that?” Red Elm said pointing at a strange bird up in the sky. It was brown with a white head and tail, and just a bit bigger than the dragons themselves. The boys watched it for a while then out of the sky come strait down from outer space came another and another, and another. Soon they started chasing off the Dragons the boys were so awe struck by the performance that when Rose Bud (The oldest sister) came in to drop of the food and pick up the news they did not hear her.
“What are you looking at Red?” (Red is what she called them when she was addressing both.) the boys jumped, standing between and just barely behind them was their sister. They stared at her for a moment in complete surprise at finding her, so she repeated her question. “What are you looking at?”
“We are looking at those strange birds that are fighting and killing the dragons.” Red Elm said being the first to regain his speech.
“Where” she asked placing a hand over her eyes to help block the sun,” Oh, now I see them, those little brown and white specks that are rapidly getting larger.
“Yep,” Oak said finally regaining his speech, “Do you know what type of bird that is?”
“Nope, But I know how to find out.” She said with a grin “Well are you just going to look at the birds or are you hungry because if you do not eat the food, soon it will get cold.”
The boys looked at each other then went to a back corner where a table had been set up with there supper on top. They grabbed some stools from a different corner then sat down to eat. Rose ran off to finish her deliveries.

☼☼☼☼
Rose ran down the tunnels and passages that made up their small under ground town. “This place sure is crowded since the tree Elvings as well as the ground have been living here but… at least they were not killed like Pa was.” She shuddered remembering the seen of her father and brother being scorched as well as quite a few other tree Elvings. With so many elvings dead and injured She had not had a brake from being a delivery girl since the attack. She could not imagine what the Elvings with the gift of Herbalist were going through. She had not seen any of the burn victims except for their brother. Cherrie blossom (her slightly younger sister whose gift was herbolagy) had said he would make it but she had taken him to the small hospital anyhow. “Well,” she thought as she rounded the corner into the last hall before she went into the bakery where she was assigned delivering girl, “All I have left to deliver is to the hospital… thank goodness I am not the only delivery girl or I would never get done.” She at that moment came to the door of the bakery. She burst into the door.
“Alright, Rose, now take that basket of sandwiches to the hospital and that will be then end of the supper runs and you can report to your sister for what ever she needs.” said the head baker; Mrs. Elephant tusk. “How are your brothers at the Northern lookout?”
  “These strange birds showed up to day and they are killing and chasing away the Dragons.” Rose said as she picked up the basket of sandwiches and taking off her backpack, she moved it to her front and then put strapped the bread basket to her back.
 “What type of birds are they, Rose?”
“Not sure.” She said
“Well, you better hurry before those sandwiches get stale.”
“Alright, off I go. What time do you think you will need me in the morning?”
“Oh… The normal time will do.”
“OK. Bye then.”  Rose said as she hurried out the door, and down the street towards the hospital. When she got there Aunt Tiger was in the drop-off room. She dropped the basket of sandwiches at her feet.
“Rose! Thank goodness, supper. Just leave that with me, and I will go pass it out so you can go see your Mother and sister in your brother’s room. They need to talk to you… alone.” Aunt Tiger said in a sad voice.
Worry shot into Rose’s eyes “What’s wrong?”
“You will have to go see.” she said, shooing Rose into the hall of the hospital. Rose grabbed some sandwiches, threw them into her back pack, and took off at a brisk walk towards the stairs. She went down two floors, and headed to her brother’s room. She could not help but to wince at the stench of burned skin that the halls held.
“What’s wrong Cherrie?” she blurted, as she burst into the room.
Both Ma and Cherrie looked up. “Shhhhh.” They said as if one.
“What’s wrong?” she repeated in a whisper.
“He has gone into a coma.” Cherrie whispered “Have you finished your delivery runs yet?”
“Yes, Cherrie; Do you think he will make it?” she said as she walked over and held their oldest brother’s hand.
“I don’t know Rose, Aunt Tiger has been through it and through it but with how tired we are.” Cherrie shrugged “We could have missed the obvious.” For the first time Rose noticed how tired her sister looked.
“When was the last time you slept Cherrie?”
“Sleep, what is that? Did you bring supper? I am so hungry I could eat an elephant.”
“Yes I did.” She took off her backpack and set it on the edge of the bed then handed out the sandwiches. They each took one and ate it hungrily.
“So, how are Elm and Oak fairing at the look out?” Ma asked as she finished her sandwich.
“Oh, I almost forgot! Today, these birds showed up and they are destroying the Dragons!”
“What type of bird?” Cherrie asked with her mouth full. Her mother gave her a hard look, and Cherrie swallowed sheepishly.
“I do not know, But they are quite large and...” Rose went on to tell about the birds.
“I never heard of such birds before; but The Prophesy did say, that after the tribulation that a peculiar people group would help us.” Ma yawned.
“Ma, Cherrie if you two are going to be of any help with finding the cure you two had better go to sleep. I will sit up with Red Wood while you two sleep.” Rose said, shooing them to the corner of Red Wood’s room where four cots had been set up for the family. Rose smiled as she noticed Apple Blossom (the youngest sister) sound asleep. Ma and Cherrie shrugged and went and climbed into bed, for they were too tired to fight her when she got into this mood. Rose settled down into the big soft chair beside Red wood. “What type of birds are they?” she asked her ring. It did nothing, so she asked it another question “Is it from around here?” the stone in the center turned black. “That means no, so they are not any type of bird from the Rowa.”  She thought for a few minutes then asked “Is it a Hawk.” She looked down, black. “Is it a type of Eagle?” The stone turned white “Yes.” She breathed. She closed her eyes and thought, “Red Elm.”
A few seconds passed then Red Elm face appeared in her mind. “You found it out Rose? What type of bird is it?”
“It is an Eagle.” She answered
“Strangest Eagle I ever did see.  Most Eagles are solid brownish- goldish color, but … OK. Well, I had better get back to work. Talk to you when you bring our breakfast in the morning, Bye, sis.” Red Elm hung up.
Rose opened her eyes and sat back in the chair “Now to find a cure.” She said and fell deep into questioning her ring.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Wordless Wendsday: Cloud Formation


I have always loved watching clouds.
Can you tell me what you see in this picture?
I see the OS Star Trek Enterprise do you?

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Quote me Tuesday: much to do about nothing.


I think this will be the last of the Shakespeare for I have finished my Shakespeare assignments
This was my favorite part of the beginning of this particular play, I also like the end but quoting endings is, not for me. 



Act two:


BEATRICE
Just, if he send me no husband; for the which
blessing I am at him upon my knees every morning and
evening. Lord, I could not endure a husband with a
beard on his face: I had rather lie in the woollen.

LEONATO
You may light on a husband that hath no beard.

BEATRICE
What should I do with him? dress him in my apparel
and make him my waiting-gentlewoman? He that hath a
beard is more than a youth, and he that hath no
beard is less than a man: and he that is more than
a youth is not for me, and he that is less than a
man, I am not for him: therefore, I will even take
sixpence in earnest of the bear-ward, and lead his
apes into hell.

LEONATO
Well, then, go you into hell?

BEATRICE
No, but to the gate; and there will the devil meet
me, like an old cuckold, with horns on his head, and
say 'Get you to heaven, Beatrice, get you to
heaven; here's no place for you maids:' so deliver
I up my apes, and away to Saint Peter for the
heavens; he shows me where the bachelors sit, and
there live we as merry as the day is long.


Monday, March 5, 2012

Memory Monday: My Earache Hat


The winter when I was four was a bad one. Cold, wet, all in all miserable. Although this little cowhand decided that neither cold nor wet nor dark of night, (Or bedtime on some nights) would keep me inside. 
Well time past and I got... an earache. The horror, the pain of not being able to go outside. I was heart broken. 
So Papa fixed my problem, My earache-hat It is green and around the top it says CLARK. And then I could as long as I wore the hat, be outside. (The earache probably only lasted about two weeks but to a four-year-old, that was FOREVER) From that time since I have worn that hat whenever I have an earache..(And even sometimes when I don't) And Papa just stands there and smiles. 


Friday, March 2, 2012

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