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Prompt for the Day: “The New School”

The prompt the wonderful people at the Daily Post group of Word Press gave us for the day is: “The New School“.  They also gave us a suggestion followed by two thought provoking questions: “You get to redesign school as we know it from the ground up. Will you do away with reading, writing, and arithmetic? What skills and knowledge will your school focus on imparting to young minds?”

First off the school will have to be completely handicap accessible!  Children may have been born with natural physical limitations, they need to still be able to be included at the school.  Will still concentrate on reading, writing, and math (just not the dreaded Common Core of today)!  Music will be included in some form in the school.  Deaf students may possibly enjoy the physical vibrations caused by the music.  Blind students have absolutely no difficulties hearing the music!

Kids should all learn skills necessary for daily survival out in today’s world.  Basic self defense classes could teach the children how to defend themselves from other creatures existing in the world today!  People have a huge bad habit of taking advantage of the weak.  Kids need to know what to do.  Actual animals like dogs could also be a threat to kids.

Search for what each kid has to offer the world.  You may come across the next military leader the world needs to discover to insure we will see peace, some day!  A budding artist may be attending the school, you just have to give them the opportunity to hone their skills.  The next William Faulkner‘s mind may exist in your very classrooms!

You just need to give the kids a chance to shine at their own talents that you will help them discover.  Give them exposure to as much information as you can, then step back.  No idea how the kids will benefit from their exposure, give them time and encouragement!

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Today’s Prompt: “Life’s a Candy Store”

The evil word smiths from the Daily Post division of Word Press want me to get fat on things I should not eat, that’s why they devised today’s post of  “Life’s a Candy Store“.

The only candy store I ever remember going into as a child was “See’s Candies“.  Used to think it must have smelled like heaven would smell if I ever died and was lucky enough to go there!  Went there with my mom before Easter every year.  Still never managed to see what a rabbit had to do with the whole Easter story from the Bible.

Can rabbits even eat chocolate, or like most dogs and cats are the allergic to it?  There were several old-time candy stores in “Silver Dollar City” when our Girl Scout troop visited it back in grade school.

My life has been like a box of assorted melted chocolates, some nice and sweet, others with disgusting centers that makes you feel extremely ill.  Some sick and twisted evil magician must be involved in the creation of my candies.  The poisonous centers to weaken and crumble your very will to survive!  Hope the manager of the candy store that provided my body with it’s contents rots in hell for all eternity!  Not in a good mood today (in case you hadn’t figured that out).

Could candy possibly give you a back ache?  Maybe if you made a life time of over indulging in fattening foods that put a strain on your body.  In that case you ended up with what you deserved anyway!  But if you kept a healthy weight and lost the ability to walk, it wouldn’t actually be your fault, would it?  Doesn’t help in my situation.

Maybe they had just been inspired by watching the movie “Forrest Gump“.  Who knows where they arrive at these daily prompts?




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About – Elevator pitch

Basic information about this blog.  My desire is to help the people who are weak due to age and / or illness and my twin loves of writing and innocent animals.

Miss my old neighbors from Colorado

I miss the family that lived across the cul-de-sac from our house there.  They had two great kids.  Their daughter has probably already graduated from college by now.  She had a younger brother who was autistic.  Loved helping and playing with those guys.

The way the houses were constructed, our house generally got more snow than theirs.  Taught the little boy how to write on the snow with a squirt gun filled with water colored with food coloring.  Had to warn him never to eat yellow, brown, or red colored snow since the area wild life were probably responsible for the color change.  The three of us built snow figures.

We were the only ones in the area that actually used our garage to park our vehicles in.  So we had the only barren drive way.   The warmer months came and there was no longer any snow.  Gave the kids a box of colored chalk so they could decorate our drive way.

We took care of their dog, Shadow, while they were out of town.  Shadow was used to sleeping with the little boy, so my husband had to convince it to go to sleep.  We had two cats at the time.  We moved their litter box out of the downstairs bathroom where it normally was and put the dog down there.  We kept him down there with a gate used to keep little kids out.  We both went down and played with him and wore him out a little before my husband took him outside for a walk so the dog could relieve itself.  Then they came back and my husband told Shadow to go lay down.  That worked as long as my husband was home.  There was a day my husband was scheduled to work over night, so he made a tape recording telling Shadow to go to sleep.  Believe it or not, that actually worked!  We had two cats at the time.  We moved their litter box out of the downstairs bathroom where it normally was to the main floor.  One of our stupid cats decided to try walking along a small ledge just out of Shadow’s reach.  Cat got scared and froze.  Had to go rescue the stupid cat.  Other than that had no problems watching the dog.

Our neighbor to the left of our front door had two animals.  A friendly pit bull named Moe and a calico cat named Patches.  Moe was harmless.  As long as you made sure to talk to him when you went out side he would just do a soft woof in response.  He was an escape artist.  Not unusual to find him in your back yard.  All you had to do was tell him to go home Moe.  One day Moe was in our back yard and one of our cats,  who was protective of our house tried to attack the dog through our glass patio door.  Moe didn’t respond, so the cat kept attacking the window.  After about the fifth time, Moe finally lost his patience and charged the cat.  Thankfully, we were already in the process of having the door replaced.  I took Moe back to his home and let his owner know he needed to make sure the dog hadn’t been hurt.  His owner offered to help pay for repairs, I told him the dog didn’t start it.  Our cat was the one at fault!

My husband agreed to take care of his cat, Patches, while Moe’s owner and Moe were on vacation.   My husband left food and water for the cat, but neither of us had seen her since they left.  When my husband went to check to see if she needed food or water, there was no evidence Patches had been there.  After a few days of this we started checking around the neighborhood to see if anyone had seen her.  By the time Moe and his owner came back we were frantic.  They started to put their suitcases back under the house when out crawled Patches!  Apparently, she was living under the house since the owner had gotten the suitcases out.  Good thing there were plenty of critters under the building for her to eat.

Our other cat had a crush on Patches.  I’d let Patches in our house.  She wouldn’t give him the time of day.  Patches was very friendly, before I knew her name she would come to me when I said come here calico.  Once we became friends with the animals owner he let us know the cat’s name was actually Patches.