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The May 13, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" is“If you could speak to anyone alive or dead throughout history who would you chose and why?” History speaks to us through the spectral voices of poet and lover, of artist and writer, all overshadowed by the shouting of the victors who write the history book. I would speak of a woman among the defeated on the day her city was conquered by... whoever conquered it. I would speak to a woman on the day someone freed her from her servitude. It is the women among the defeated of history that need a voice because history is written by conquering males. Thought of the Day: “Half of writing history is hiding the truth” - Joss Whedon |
The May 12, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isBlog. Tell us about your week. Include your favorite blog entry from your fellow challengers from the preceding week and, most importantly, why. My week went fairly well, considering that I knew Mother's Day was approaching and I had to deal with all the Mother's Day gift commercials. Perhaps Mother's Day will be less difficult next year. I went to the cemetery today and said a prayer for the departed at Mom's grave. My experience at the grave site was pleasant because the scent of spring was in the air and there were birds singing. I finally finished my recipe for Tear Soup today and I posted it under "Free Day: Mother's Day - Sunday, May 12, 2013" . At sometime during the week, I think it was Saturday, I write "Memorial Day Ceremonies" . The two blog entries I enjoyed most this week are "This one's about thinking, kinda." and "Invalid Entry" .        Why is when you want to avoid thinking about something that is all you can think about? I did not want to think about Mother's Day gifts this year, but every time I saw a gift commercial or read an ad in the newspaper that is all I could think about. I considered putting roses on Mom's grave for Mother's Day, but then decided to go to the grave site and say a prayer for the departed. The problem with the roses was that I could not decide what color or what type. Should I put cut roses on the grave or should I put silk roses? At the cemetery, I noticed that some people put cut roses on the graves, some put plastic roses, and some put silk roses. As I said, the birds singing and the scent of spring made my experience at the grave site pleasant. Mom would have like the birds singing. Mom always enjoyed listening to the birds. I did manage to drive all the way back to the house before I started crying. After finishing the recipe for Tear Soup, I do not want to cry any more. I may want to cry again tomorrow or the day after, but not any more today. Food for Thought: “Don't be ashamed to weep; 'tis right to grieve. Tears are only water, and flowers, trees, and fruit cannot grow without water. But there must be sunlight also. A wounded heart will heal in time, and when it does, the memory and love of our lost ones is sealed inside to comfort us.” - Brian Jacques, Taggerung |
The May 12, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isToday's a free day with no prompt, so blog on whatever your prompt desires and have an awesome day. And HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY ! ! ! Invention to a Mother's Day Lunch Would you like a cup of tear soup? This is my own recipe cooked in memoriam to my Mother, Marie Peal Sisk. Let me dip you a cup of tear soup and I'll take a bowl for myself; we'll sit on the patio and reminisce about the good times, the bad times, the fun times, the laughter, and the tears we shared wit Mama.  Tear Soup: In Memoriam to Marie P. Sisk In a large crock pot I combine the memory of our time together. I read aloud each of her favorite prayers then tear by tear I drop each one into the cooker. Next a chocolate Easter bunny; its ears go in first followed by the piece of its body. A squirt of her favorite perfume; memories of driving across the desert on our way to Disney Land followed by It's A Small World, Space Mountain, and the Light Parade. I add a jar of green salsa, a cup of hot black coffee, a glass of raspberry ice tea, strawberry pie with ice cream, the words to I'm a Yankie Doodle Dandy, and an evening spent at the Shark Reef in Las Vegas. The last ingredients are copies of her poems, memories of the Nineteen Day Feast, and Holy Days celebrated at the Baha'i Center or in the homes of friends. I stir all this together in the crock pot and let it cook until the tears come to a boil; of course, it always takes longer for the tears to boil then any other liquid. Now it it ready to serve or put in the freezer for a later meal. Thought of the Day: “When one person is missing the whole world seems empty.” - Pat Schweibert, Tear Soup: A Recipe for Healing After Loss |
The May 11, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isWrite a list of statements beginning with "I used to think..."  I used to think that the only type of coffee I could drink was hot black coffee, but then I tried iced cafe mocha. I used to think I had Arachnophobia, but then I killed a spider. I used to think I was not spontaneous, but then I realized that the best things I ever do are on the spur of the moment. I used to think I was not afraid of electricity, but then I got a shock. I used to think I could not cook, but then I ate my own cooking and survived. I used to think that the worst thing that could happen was to lose my teeth, but then I had to have all my teeth pulled and got dentures. I used to think that having no sense of direction was a negative, but then I got lost and realized that even without a sense of direction I can always find my way home. I used to think I could not write a vampire story, but then I entered the "Invalid Item" and realized it does not matter as long as I try. I used to think I had a weird sense of humor, but then I realized it does not matter as long as I have a sense of humor.Jump off the cliffs of speculation and strengthen your wings of imagination. Food for Thought on Creativity: “We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down.” ― Kurt Vonnegut |
The May 11, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isDescribe your first experiences with WDC. First item, any trouble figuring out stuff? Funny stuff like that. I had to go to "Why you yellow bellied ingrate!" to remind myself of WDC's earlier look, I now remember the yellow background so I can begin responding to this prompt. I joined stories.com on October 31, 2002. I remember I was working in the computer lab at the Henderson Campus of the Community College of Southern Nevada. It was a slow day, with nothing much to do except homework from computer classes, dusting CRTs and computer desks. I was surfing and typed in either writing or stories. The information on the screen said I could get a free membership and that sounded good to me so I registered.I had problems figuring things out at first, but that did not last long. I remember how to do things better if I have hands on practice. I do not remember any huge problems I had figuring things out. At the moment, the one thing that stands out are the Emotions because I was a bit nervous about using them. I no longer about using them. As for funny stuff, I do not remember laughing about anything I was doing and nothing struck me as amusing. There are still a few things I have not attempted, but it is only a matter of time before I attempt those things. For instance, this is the first time I have used the Dropnote. |
The May 10, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isHidden in plain sight. I went into the grocery store the other day to buy a container of coffee. Before I went into the store, I decided that I want something a bit different from my normal classic roast coffee. That day I wanted to purchase a dark gourmet supreme coffee, so I went to the coffee isle and looked for the brand I wanted. I looked and looked but could not find the Folgers Gourmet Supreme coffee, finally I ask one of the employees and he pointed it out to me. The coffee I wanted was in the middle of the Folgers section in plain sight. If it had been a snake it would have bit me. This incident got me to thinking. In the great big supermarket of life there are a great many things that are in plain sight which we human beings cannot see. The reason we cannot see them is that we think they should be more difficult to find. Many times instead of looking on the middle shelf we look on the lower shelves or the higher shelves or visa versa. Often the reason we cannot find something is that it is in plain sight and we think it should be more difficult to find. Unfortunately, sometimes we give up and settle for something similar, but not what we are looking for. When we cannot find something we are looking for, instead of giving up change our tactics. If the item we are seeking is not on the middle shelf then look on a higher or lower shelf or even in a different section of the supermarket. Sometimes all it takes is asking God or the Universe where the items is and the location will be revealed. If there is something you want then ask, true the answer may be no but just as often the answer is yes. If you do not ask you will never know the answer. Coffee liquid of the gods dark, light, or medium awakens the mind, body, and spirit. Food for Thought: "The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing." - Albert Einstein |
The May 10, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isWhat rights should the father have if his unmarried girlfriend wants an abortion? Since half the child's genetic code comes from the sperm of the father, the father should have a say in what happens to the unborn child. It takes two people to produce a child and it is not fair or equitable to let the rights of one of the parents override the rights of the other. The unborn child is a human being at the moment of conception; this is all I am writing on this subject.      It is a beautiful spring day here in Las Vegas. The sun is shining, the wind is blowing, and the birds are singing. I just saw a little white butterfly flitting from weed to weed in my front yard. When I took some recyclable to the garage, I saw a little ant crawling across the cement of my driveway. I did not step on the ant because it was not inside my house nor did it appear to be crawling toward my front door; therefore, it was not invading my space and attempting to irritate me. I am happy to let irritating creatures or creepy crawlies live as long as they do not invade my space. wind in the olive and the oleander bush a beautiful day Thought of the Day: "Never cut a tree down in the wintertime. Never make a negative decision in the low time. Never make your most important decisions when you are in your worst moods. Wait. Be patient. The storm will pass. The spring will come." - Robert H. Schuller |
The May 9, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isWhat are your thoughts on the new look of Writing.Com? What are your favorite things about it, and, if anything, what would you like to see changed? The new look was a goose to my braincells when I first saw it. It took me a little while to get used to it and figure out I had to change some of my habits when I using it. Of course, when I encountered the new look, I was recovering from being ill and my brain may not have been functioning at its normal level. I like the new look and I have not found anything I would change. I like a little change in my life; however, I do not randomly change stuff just for the sake of change. If furniture functions well in a room and looks nice, I do not move it except to clean or look for lost objects. Once I have swept, mopped, or found what I was looking for then the furniture goes back into place. If I do decide something needs changing then I have to consider how to make the change before I move anything or make any suggestions. The new look is pleasant and everything is easy to work with. I especially like the e-mail because it gives me the percentage free instead of another number. It is easier for me to tell how much room I have left in my inbox when the only number I have to focus on is the percentage. If I want to know how much space I have used then I can always subtract the percentage from 100 and I can do that in my head. Goose the braincells it keeps them functioning just as doing subtraction in your head. The May 9, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isDo you fall asleep quickly or very slowly? Sleep, the prayer of the insomniac, is a slow process even when my eyelids are heavy and my mouth opens in long, loud yawns. Do I suffer from terminal insomnia? Perhaps it is just that my brain is active and sleep comes only after reading, prayer, meditation, and a few minutes (or is it hours) of staring out the window into the night. Thought of the Day: "Insomnia is my greatest inspiration." - Jon Stewart |
The May 8, 2013 prompt "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isWhat are five things you want to see or do before it's too late? Before it's too late, before my bones lay in a Garden of Stone, before my body decomposes, and my atoms return to the dust of the Earth... I want to visit Mount Carmel in Haifa, Israel; I want to pay off all my debts; I want to visit the Baha'i House of Worship in New Delhi, India; I want to complete at least one of my novels; I want to visit the Baha'i House of Worship in Wilmette, Illinois. The May 8, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isTell us about a book you can read again and again without getting bored — what is it that speaks to you? One of the books I can read over and over without becoming bored is The Hidden Words of Bahá'u'lláh translated by Shoghi Effendi. This 52 page book contains an introduction plus two sections of scriptures. The first section of scriptures is from the Arabic and the section is from the Persian. The reason I can red this book without getting bored is that each nugget of scripture is a short verse that I can read and the meditate on or I can read the entire book in on setting if I chose. I can put the book in my purse and carry it with me so that I have something to read while I am waiting to see my doctor. Another reason I like to read this book over and over is that each nugget of scripture emphasized the love of God for humanity. I can also find advice for daily living in these nuggets. One of my favorite scripture nuggets is O Son of Being! Bring thyself to account each day ere though art summoned to a reckoning; for death, unheralded, shall come upon thee and thou shalt be called to give an account for thy deeds. Bahá'u'lláh, The Hidden Words of Bahá'u'lláh, Part 1. - From the Arabic, #31, page 11 |
The May 7, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isWhich form of writing are you most afraid to try? What about it scares you and do you think you will ever attempt it in the future? First I am sure I do not suffer from graphophobia1 because I enjoy writing. If I do not attempt a type of writing or a genre, it is not because I am afraid of the genre it is because I do not enjoy that specific writing type. I have to get either joy or therapy from my writing. If a type of writing does not provide one or the other then I do not get a sense of accomplishment. Graphophobia is not knots in the stomach nor writer's block, it is paralyzing the muse bound by chains. Thoughts about Writing: "If you haven’t got an idea, start a story anyway. You can always throw it away, and maybe by the time you get to the fourth page you will have an idea, and you’ll only have to throw away the first three pages." - William Campbell Gault Footnotes |
The May 7, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isDo you feel that children should be sheltered from unhappiness? Life is a bed of thorny roses, a mixture of joy and sorrow, of happiness and unhappiness, of pleasure and pain. Life is a bouquet of bee filled lilacs, a delicious aroma concealing a sting; caution is necessary. It is impossible to protect children from unhappiness if you want them to live a well adjusted life. Unhappiness is a part of the process of life and it comes unexpectedly without warning, like a bee hidden in a bouquet of beautiful flowers. You inhale the perfume of the flowers and bee flies out, if you are not careful you will get stung and then have to remove the stinger with a pair of tweezers or go the the Emergency Room. The next time you smell the flowers you are a bit more cautious, but you still smell the flowers. If you protect children from unhappiness and sorrow, the get a skewed view of life and do not learn how to deal with disappointment. We encounter disappointment throughout life, if we learn to deal with it as children then we are more likely to be well adjust adults with a chance of succeeding. If we do not learn to deal with it then we are probably going to end up as basket cases or at least very depressed wondering why life is always kicking us in the teeth. Thought of the Day: “You can't be happy unless you're unhappy sometimes". ― Lauren Oliver, Delirium |
The May 6, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isYesterday was Cinco de Mayo, or the Day of the Dead. Research the holiday and some of the traditions. Do you celebrate it? On the topic of holiday traditions, what is the most preposterous holiday tradition you continue to celebrate? (This does not have to be restricted to Cinco de Mayo traditions) Cinco de Mayo (meaning "fifth of May" in Spanish) was originally celebrated to commemorate El Día de la Batalla de Puebla (The Day of the Battle of the Puebla).2 On May 5, 1862, the Mexican Army, lead by General Ignacio Zaragoza Seguín, defeat French troops at the Battle of Puebla; while in the United States the celebration of Mexican heritage.3 The Day of the Dead (which in Spanish is Día de Muertos) is a celebrated to remember those family and friends who have died and occurs on November 1 and2.4 To commemorate these two days alters are built to honor those who have passed on; placed on the alters are marigolds, the favorite foods of the deceased, and sugar skulls.5 Footnotes |
The May 6, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isHave you ever had a random encounter or fleeting moment with a stranger that stuck with you? This incident occurred while I was living on Sunset Avenue, about two or three miles from the Bracken Avenue house. I went into a store to purchase some items I needed for a class at the community college. It was some paper that I needed and I did not want to purchase it at the college bookstore because it was more expensive. Apparently, I had not been watching how much money I spent that day because when I go to the counter, I did not have enough. A woman behind me, a strange paid the amount I was missing. I got a chance a few months later to pay it forward. I went to a poetry meeting, after the meeting a woman needed some money for either the bus because her son or grandson did not come to pick her up as she expected. I gave her the money and told her to pay it forward. I learned two things from these incidents, first to make sure I always have enough cash in my purse or use a debit card. Two when you need to pay something forward God provides the opportunity. Quote of the Day: “Sail beyond the horizon; fly higher than you ever thought possible; magnify your existence by helping others; be kind to people and animals of all shapes and sizes; be true to what you value most; shine your light on the world; and be the person you were born to be.” Blake Beattie |
The May 5, 2013 prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isBlog. Tell us about your week. Include your favorite blog entry from your fellow challengers from the preceding week and, most importantly, why. How was my week? After being sick for three days in April, I thought I had recovered enough to attend two meetings on Wednesday, May 1; I was wrong. I spent Thursday, May 2 recovering and decided I had recovered enough to go out on Friday, May 3; I was wrong again. This time I did not get sick again until Saturday afternoon or evening. I slept all night Saturday and most of this morning. I have now caught up on the blogs I need to read for the week. I thought I was going to eat the barbecued chicken I bought Friday, but I have decided to put it in the freezer for sometime later this month. I am still not back to drinking coffee the way I normally drink it. The last time I bought coffee I purchased a gourmet dark roast, which may not have been a good idea, but I am reserving that decision for later this month. I can always make the coffee with four scoops instead of five. I hope I do not get sick again tomorrow because my sister is coming; however, I think she will be bring her truck which means she will drive instead of me. All the blogs I read this week were thought provoking. The two entries I found most interesting are "I.C.U." and "Invalid Entry" . |
The May 4, 2013 for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isDo you believe the end of the world will come to pass during your lifetime? Just to state the obvious, everyday is the end of the world for someone because somewhere on Earth someone dies and it is the end of the world for that person. Everyday is also the beginning of the world for someone because a person will be born somewhere on Earth and that is the beginning of the world for that person. I suspect that sometime in the distant future, the sun will Nova or the Earth may get knocked off its axis or out of orbit and go hurtling into interstellar space or into the sun. Despite science fiction stories to the contrary, I doubt that any of those events will happen any time soon; at least, not in my life time. Therefore, I probably have more to worry about concerning someone pulling up in the lane beside me and putting a bullet through my head because the other drive believes me to be someone else then I do concerning the world coming to an end. It is also possible for me to be killed in a traffic accident because someone in a car puts a bullet through the front window of another car, but I do not think I have to worry about the world coming to an end. The end of the world a scary proposition, comes up every millennium or so just to frighten otherwise logical and well adjusted human beings into doing something stupid. The end of the world Quote of the Day: "What the caterpillar calls the end of the world the master calls a butterfly." - Richard Bach |
May 4, 2013 Creation Saturday Prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isWrite a story about a blogger who only gets cryptic comments from one mysterious person and no one else. Blog Theme: Birds - Cryptic Comment: Beware the condor rising on hot air currents, he will steal your laptop. Blog Theme: Weather - Cryptic Comment: Do not blog in a blizzard, the Ice Giant will lock up your i-pad and freeze your data. Blog Theme: Coffee - Cryptic Comment: Remember, black coffee does not contain cream or sugar; however, it may contain dark chocolate. Blog Theme: The Food Police - Cryptic Comment: Remember, it is illegal to spill black coffee on a white carpet; if you do you will receive the maximum penalty in a Fast Food Restaurant. Blog Theme: Writing - Cryptic Comment: Do not mix your metaphors and if you do blame it on hackers. Blog Theme: Poetry - Cryptic Comment: There is no rhyme or reason to composing poetry out of season. Blog Theme: Science Fiction - Cryptic Comment: Remember, the moon is made of green cheese, which the little green men of Mars transported there late Saturday night. Therefore, when you go to the moon, be sure to take tacos and shredded chicken because you will need something to eat on your arrival. Cryptic Thought of the Day: "The invariable mark of wisdom is to see the miraculous in the common." - Ralph Waldo Emerson |
The May 3, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" isWhat's the one habit you'd change about yourself, if you could simply flick a switch and have it happen? At this moment in time, I don't want to change anything about myself. Of course, I'm in a bitchy, grumbly, and grumpy mood. I don't want to deal with other human beings; all though, if someone does come to the door, I can put on a phony smile and act like I'm a human being instead of an unhappy troll. The truth is that I would rather clap my hands or shout on or off the flip a switch. If I could do anything to change my mood or anything about me it would be to shout a word and the change would occur in the blink of an eye, without anyone around me (if their still around me after I start shouting) being the wiser. Chance, transformation, I am in the process of becoming my true self; and in that process my mood sometimes moves in the opposite direction. I know that if I wait long enough or say enough prayers that my mood will start to swing in the right direction; instead of being negative my mood will become positive and instead of having a phony smile I will have a genuine smile. The May 3, 2013 Funny Friday prompt for "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" isWrite the story of being tricked by someone you trusted. How did it make you feel in that moment and are you able to laugh about it now? I have trust issues; therefore, it isn't a good idea for anyone who I trust to trick me or attempt to trick me. I don't laugh easily when I find out I've been tricked. It takes me a long time to see the humor in the trick. There are incidents of this type from my childhood that I'm still don't find funny. I'm not saying I'll always feel this way, perhaps if I live to be 100 and realize that I've outlived the tricky bastards then I'll laugh, but until then I'm not laughing or writing very much about those tricks; at least, not on Funny Friday. I'm not in humorous mood today, I don't see anything funny coming my way; I don't want to sit and cry, I don't want to sit and laugh, Maybe I could sit and sigh. Thought of the Day: "Sometimes you can't tell if you're just in a bad mood or everyone around you is being annoying." - Hussein Nishah |
The "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" prompt for May 2, 2013 isWhat is your greatest weakness? What is my greatest weakness? Ordinarily, I would answer this question with one word - Procrastination! However, this morning that is not may answer. I suppose I should start with a little background. I was sick for three days in April, which started on April 27. I think it started on the afternoon of the 27th, but it could have started in the morning. Anyway, I was shivering so I decided to check the thermostat and noticed that it read somewhere around 80 degrees. I realized that the problem was not the house, but me. Once I realized I was ill, life begun to go downhill. The only thing I wanted in my stomach was water and nothing else. I attempted to eat some vegetables, with little success. I think I ate two or three bites before giving up the idea of food. I spent the rest of April 27, all day April 28 and April 29, drinking water, sleeping, and doing reviews on writing.com. I needed to earn enough GPs to purchase a premium membership by April 30 (if nothing else this proves I am addicted to writing.com). I remained online as long as I could stay awake, without the danger of falling asleep at the keyboard. I was afraid if I fell asleep I would fall off my chair and probably kill myself in the process. Late on April 29 I was feeling better and able to set at the keyboard longer. I remained awake well past midnight Pacific Time, but I accomplished my goal. I went to sleep, woke up when the alarm went off at 4:00 AM, took the medication I had to take at that time, and then went back to sleep. April 30 was not a great day because of lack of food for the past few days I was week and my legs got tired easily. I ate, drink water, and coffee, but remained home because I did not feel I was safe to drive. On Wednesday, May 1, I had two meetings I wanted to attend, so being the suborn, bullheaded, and obsessive person I am, I decided to attend them both, so I ate a good meal I attended the Grief Counseling Group at 4:00 PM, there I ate peach cobbler, ice cream, and coffee. This meeting got out at 5:00 PM and I went home for a little while. I left the house about 6:30 and arrived at the Baha'i Center on West Oakey (I live on the east side of town) to attend the Twelfth Day of Ridvan celebration at 7:00 PM. At the end of the evening, a meal was served so I ate again. I did not get home until after 9:30 PM, but I got ready to go to bed. After putting my eye drops in my eyes and taking my medication, I realize I left my cell phone in the car. I finally found the only flashlight in the house that worked and went to the garage to retrieve my phone from my car. What is my greatest weakness? My suborn, bullheaded refusal to admit after I have been ill for three days it takes me longer then one day to recuperate at my age. Will this be that last time I over extend myself after being ill for several days,? No. I will remember the lesson and do something a little differently next time, but I will not stay home if there is a chance of missing a celebration or food. Despite the way I feel this morning, I had fun last night and I met some old friends that I had not seen in a long time. |
Opinion Thursday: "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" prompt for May 2, 2013 is Give your opinion on the age "children" should be allowed to read material about death, killing, sex, recreational drugs, etc. In your entry, discuss your thoughts on the WDC rating. Is it enough? Death is a part of life! It is a part of the natural process of living and should be discussed with a child when that child first encounters the phenomenon through the death of a pet or a relative. The parents should use age appropriate language and terms to discuss demise, but the fact that a beloved pet or relative died should not be conceal from the child. If the parents belong to a religion or spiritual path, they should use those terms to explain the death. The fact that someone died or perhaps is dying should not be hidden from the child because you cannot protect children from these encounters not matter how hard you try. I remember my Grandmother or my Mother teaching me the following prayer. "Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep, If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take." As for, killing, sex, recreational drugs, etc. parents need to give children enough information to protect them. Parents need to instruct the children that there is appropriate and inappropriate touching. If a child comes to a parent with information like this, the parent (no matter what he or she thinks of the accused) should believe the child and have the incident investigated. Children should be given enough information to protect themselves or find someone who will protect them. The WDC rating system is good. Is it enough? That depends on how involved the parents are with their child's online and off line life. Involved parents will watch what their children are doing online. The parents may even have software to track the activity of their children, this is not being over protective, it is being proactive and knowing that we live in a dangerous world. It is knowing that children have difficulties make certain decisions because the brains are not yet fully developed. It is being loving and responsible parents. It is knowing we live in and dangerous world and that we must face those dangers. Thought of the Day: "One ought never to turn one's back on a threatened danger and try to run away from it. If you do that, you will double the danger. But if you meet it promptly and without flinching, you will reduce the danger by half. Never run away from anything. Never!" - Winston Churchill |
The "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" question for Wednesday, May 1, 2013 isHave you ever wondered what it would be like to be a member of the opposite sex for a day? What do you think life would be like? No! I enjoy being female, when I was a little girl I enjoyed playing with dolls. One of the problems with becoming a man of a day is the possibility of learning how men think. I do not want to know how a man thinks. I do not want to know how men jump to conclusion that are completely illogical. While it is true sometimes I can tell what is on a man's mind, most of the time his thought processes are a mystery and I like the mystery. I also like the reaction I get when I say things like the following. This really happened a few years ago. I was taking a poetry class with a male poet I knew (the names have been changed to protect either the Innocent or the guilty). Me encountering him in hall before class: Well I finally found out what men are good for. He gives me a perplexed look: Uh! Me smiling: There good for changing flat tires. Thought of the Day: “You educate a man; you educate a man. You educate a woman; you educate a generation.” ― Brigham Young |
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