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| What's Written On Dighton Rock? In the 1950s, workers uncovered a huge 40-ton rock near Berkeley, Massachusetts with strange marks and symbols carved on it. It had first been described around 1680 and was studied many times by scholars in the centuries after, as per New England. Because it appears to have both pictorial inscriptions as well as some letter-like carvings, not everyone thinks it is the work of Native tribes in the area, but possibly the work of sailors from Portugal or even proof of Viking or Phoenician visitation. Andre says, "If anyone can decipher this message, it would have to be a writer." Share your theory, and solve the message in the marks and symbols. Convince your readers that your theory is the only factual solution. ****** So many great minds have spent centuries trying to decipher the markings on Dighten Rock. How the inhabitants and authors of the area would laugh about the time and energy expended when there is such a simple answer. It was around this time the Puritans had settled there. They were trying to fit in peacefully with the local Mohawks. The Dighten rock became a meeting place. Long discussions took place, each side trying to put their point of view across without causing offence. They would sit around the rock for hours and doodle as the new laws were made. One of the carvings has been interpreted as saying: KILROY WAS HERE. and another says: MUST REMEMBER TO FEED THE DOG. Yet another sweet one was: I LOVE POCAHONTAS. This one has an arrow and a heart. Underneath these is a shopping list.: DON’T FORGET TO ORDER TWO BAGS OF SALT. It’s simple really, they were just ordinary folks going about their business.  |
| You have 3 options. Choose one or mix and match. 1. Cotton candy — land or sea, beach or mountains, prairie or city, hot or cold or ___. Where would be best for (you) growing up, making a living, growing old?" 2. IMAGINATION Use the genres gay-lesbian/computer/crime-gangster to weave a tale but no romance For this post 200-500 words is great. But can you give it a hook? If so consider FORUM Chapter One (18+) Write the first chapter of a book, inspired by the prompt. #2251577 by Cubby (1358) The prompt is an image of a tail (a whale?). No genre restrictions and up to 18+ rating allowed. 3. TABOO (ADDICTIONS) Don't answer these questions directly but use them to prompt a response. Are you an addict? Broadly defined that can include anything; but, WDC taboos aren't fussy about weight or how many books you have in your abode. xxxxx however... whistle the WDC rating-police. In real life people have addictions of all sorts, from acceptable to criminal. Possible approaches: 1. Speak from personal experience if you dare (Rate entry appropriately. I don't care but others do.) 2. Speak from the experience of those near and dear. 3. How does your community (church/neighborhood/city/culture) deal with addictions. 4. Support can be key ... or so 'they' ****** Prompt one: Re the best climate, country, environment for me personally to have grown up in. I count myself very lucky because my first 27 years were spent in England. In an England that no longer exists. The years after the war, although poverty ridden they were also peaceful, safe and happy ones. The war was over and all people wanted was peace. My Dad came home after six years away and although there was a lot of settling in, we were happy to be a family again. All I remember of those early years are Summer days. I don’t know why, but those are what I recall. Other times are Christmas and icy pavements. Then Autumn days, kicking the leaves on our way to school. Horse Chestnut fights ( conkers) and Bonfire night. So all in all they were days of fond memories. In 1972 we left to come to another country. One of sunshine, fresh fruit and a great place to raise our family. I have no regrets of not being in Australia throughout my life, we had the best years in both places. England is not the place it was and neither is Australia. Too many people and traffic now. As to the question of addiction. There were no addictions in my family when growing up. But close family members have made up for our lack of experience. The first time addiction entered my ignorant zone was when our son was eighteen. On the face of it he was the least likely person to get involved in drugs. He and his father had been heavily involved in motor-cross. Each weekend was taken up with the sport until our son reached fifteen. It was then he began to drift away from us. To cut a long story short I told him to leave home. He left the state with little funds but kept in constant contact with us. He had a very hard journey and I was castigated by many for turning him away. But he is now a mature, happy, successful man and I’m convinced I did the best for him by refusing to accept his addiction. His father wasn’t so sure and told me I was risking our son’s life. His sister still battles alcoholism. This didn’t start until she was in her late thirties. She was a wife and mother. Her addiction has led to a divorce and estranged children. It was and is heartbreaking to witness. There is not a good side to addiction no matter what the substance is. |
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