Sunday, August 23, 2009
The Ruler
It Was Miss Dooley, In The Solarium, With The Ruler Part 4 The metal spoon screamed loudly as it was pressed against a chunk of the dry ice and then began its vibrating song. Amidst the sounds of the singing spoon, the squealing girls, the laughing boys, the knee-deep roiling fog and the nervous leg...
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Saturday, August 22, 2009
Enter Sonny
It Was Miss Dooley, In The Solarium, With The Ruler Part 3 The solarium was lined on three sides with windows and a counter at window level filled with a wonderful assortment of plants with their climbing, hanging, reaching, vines, stems, leaves, and blooms. Interspersed between the plants were rock...
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Friday, August 21, 2009
Time Turns Backwards
It Was Miss Dooley, In The Solarium, With The Ruler Part 2 - There it is, to this very day 67 years since Bill and I were among the kindergartners starting school for the first time. It has been added onto, of course. But, the part of the present-day school that we attended then, has not changed. It...
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It Was Miss Dooley, In The Solarium, With The Ruler
Part 1 She was ramrod-straight, chin up, head held high and crowned with two thick braids coiled precisely in the same way, every day. I would sit at my desk with the inkwell and the pencil groove, and stare at her through a tiny hole that I had made in my Weekly Reader that I held in front of my...
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Wednesday, August 19, 2009
It Can't Be...Can It?
How can the moon be mere rock so brightly hung in heaven's canopy? gh The sky's the limit when faced with diff'rent view of what you thought you knew. ©Betty Stone Photo: View of full moon from Son Stephen's deck
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