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Just a thought…

It is funny how things are for us,

Some people have made rude remarks about us (my family and I) not doing anything, being little Amish home-schoolers who just read and rock the baby in our aprons all day long. Well, I’d love to be rude-remark-maker too and blow them off, but I haven’t. The truth is, if you ask one of the kids what their involved in, their response would probably be something like “Choir, Sunday School, Awana and Basketball” and people think that this is a small amount of activities, when the truth is, they’re overlooking the fact that, as my mother put it today, you have to multiply this by 10! It’s either be involved in nothing or run like crazy. So, we’re in a season of “run like crazy.”

I’ve found that the kids I know who are in public school, sports and lots of extra curricular activities are seen as “accomplished” when really I’d usually disagree. Just because Joey and Sabrina didn’t go to high school dances doesn’t mean they’re not getting married and just because they didn’t take those tests and get those grades doesn’t mean they can’t go to college if they want to or become whatever they wish to become. Anyone will tell you that they are wise beyond their years. Ha, I can’t wait to see those people who underestimated my siblings when their amazing men and women.

My brothers and sisters are far more prepared for their futures than the specific “normal kids” I know. And I don’t bash public school or volley ball teams in particular, they just go along with the life style that the average kid leads.

Personally, I prefer homeschooling. Personally I said. I am glad I am home schooled. I’d rather not spend 8 hours in a building with my peers every week day. I think that my siblings are being raised to value family much more than most people. And all those girls who have had twenty boyfriends by the time they’re fourteen-poo. Who cares? You didn’t marry any of them! None of them worked out. I’ve never dated because I’ve never met a guy I’d like to date…I can usually tell right of the bat that this guy is not right for me. And besides, at my age, most of them are still watching cartoons on Saturday mornings. ;)

I prepare for my future by writing. I want to be a writer, I practice writing and look for opportunities to make my writing known. Also, through God. At least I have time for a daily prayer time/bible study. We’re not going to get anywhere without Him. I think that I know more about God’s will for my life, about my calling than most of my friends.

By spending time with my parents they’ve implanted a love for The Lord in me and my siblings and a desire to serve him. Sometimes I feel like I am the only person in my youth group who doesn’t hate their younger siblings. Coincidence? Absolutely not. You can thank my parents for that.

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Simple Little Things

To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee . . .
-Emily Dickinson
Hello!
I hope that this entry finds everyone in the best of health. ;) Isn’t that a darling little bee? It looks cute in that picture with the poem beneath but it brings me less than “darling” memories. My first impression of this bee when discovered in my mother’s flower bed was that it was very photogenic, but after chasing it around the bush with a lense for ten minutes I was exhausted! The term “busy bee” was never so true. It would pose perfectly on a bloom and then as soon as I was focused, zoom off. Oh well, I hope you enjoy the picture anyway.
Yesterday my mother read to us (Sabrina, Birdie, Bunny, Sam and I) while the “babies” (who aren’t babies any longer) napped. I adore this time. It’s always a break in our day. We sit in the living room-on the couch, in the arm chairs, each of the pillows on a lap-under a chin. Someone is always without a pillow, but if we scootch together we can make due. We may fold laundry or watch the birds eating seed on the deck or play with the strings on the end of our shorts and then, Mommy sits down. Always in the brown chair. She has a glass of ice water with the folded napkin stuck to the bottom with moisture. Everyone, even the listeners clears their throat. When seating is settled she begins to read and ten eyes lock on random things as we drift into Narnia or Mandelion or London or Happy Valley. The voice goes up in down like the sway of a tree branch. A different tone for each character. And everyone is cozy and happy and listening and every one’s hearing the same thing and pondering the same mysteries and anticipating the same chapters and loving the same characters and shivering at the same villainsevery one’s content. This happens every day.
After reading, I asked to borrow my mother’s camera-seeing as I don’t have one of my own :(.
I went outside with Birdie and Bunny and Sam (it is really weird using every one’s online nicknames still) and four bowls of Blue Bell Ice Cream to sit by the pond. As soon as mine was gone I went into a photo craze! I walked all over our property and didn’t stop until the card was full. I still have no clue how long I was out there. First Birdie went inside to practice guitar, then Bunny, but Sam stayed with my and followed me around to help. He was also quite the model. ;)
Ope!
Must do dishes! More later, Everly and always Pleasant

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