We live in a culture today that puts constant pressure on girls to either out perform, or match boys and men in every aspect of life. They are expected to have a Masters Degree in education and psychology, a successful career with 2.4 children to boot. They are expected to be the masters of the ship, have everything in order. Girls are pressured to expose their body in the name of fashion. If you don't dress in a certain way boys will not like you. She has her own SUV she owns a big house with an immaculate yard. Her neighborhood is the best in the whole area. Her children go to the finest schools and day cares. These are the requirements for a successful woman.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
1) I was sitting at a McDonalds working (I'm a software developer and can set up just about anywhere to work). I suddenly felt a bone-chilling cold sensation all over. Since I was sitting
Thursday, July 7, 2011
What We Did While Our Parents Were Gone. (centipede infested water, bitter plums, tans, half mile run, horse and showers)
Well we went down to the swimming hole yesterday. We were all ready to get into that cold water, but we didn't. This is the third year in a row that the centipedes took over our swimming hole! They were all in the water and all over the walls of the big pipe (goes under the road). Ick! We walked up stream instead. Wasn't as much fun. I got about four centipedes crawling on me as soon
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Greeting1 Paul, a prisoner of Christ Jesus, and Timothy our brother,
To Philemon our beloved friend and fellow laborer, 2 to the beloved[a] Apphia, Archippus our fellow soldier, and to the church in your house:
3 Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Friday, July 1, 2011
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Under the blue sky was a hill, and on the hill a house, and in the house a table, and on a table a bird cage, and in the cage a canary, and the canary belonged to a girl who loved to hear it sing.
"Sing to me birdy" she said
So the bird sang and that song went out the cage, over the table, out the house, down the hill to a little old man who was quite sad. The man heard it and said
"Oh how beautifull that is, it sounds sweet to my great old ears."
So he went up the hill, found the house and saw the table, bird cage, bird and the little girl.
"What a sweet little bird you have there dear child." said the old man.
"Oh yes she is a darling, she sings to me every day when I aks her and makes me happy."
"Ah, it is a good thing to be happy. I am a sad old man, a little bird like that would make me happy."
"Do you like her?" the girl asked "You can have her if you like. I have had her a long time now and she has made me so happy. I am sure she could make an old man like you happy too. Take her, she is my girft to you."
So the old man did. He took the bird out of the cage and set her on his shoulder. Then he walked down the hill with his new friend singing all the way, and he was happy.
The girl watched th ean go and a warm feeling crept into her heart. She was glad she could give somebody so much joy.