MAYBE THE OL’ FOLKS KNEW SOMETHING?

MAYBE THE OL’ FOLKS KNEW SOMETHING?



“Leave all the afternoon for exercise and recreation, which are as necessary as reading. I will rather say more necessary because health is worth more than learning.”

– Thomas Jefferson

“Early to bed and early to rise makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise.”

– Benjamin Franklin



Written for FANDANGO’S ONE WORD CHALLENGE.

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FIGHTING WITH MY FAMILY

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FIGHTING WITH THE FAMILY is a surprisingly good movie about a young girl’s rise to fame in the WWE. It is a loosely-based true story.

Zak and Saraya Bevis are two youngsters in Norwich, England (2000).

Rick and Julia Bevis (their parents) run a small-time wrestling group in England and encourage their children to wrestle.

By the time Zak and Saraya are eighteen, the parents are in constant communication with the WWE seeking tryouts for their kids.

Both of the children are offered tryouts, but only Saraya is accepted into NXT.

The language is a little course at times, but the life-lessons of successes and failures and second tries is well worth the theater visit.



Written for MOVIE CRITIQUES.

RADIANT SMILES

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RADIANT SMILES



“A smile is happiness you’ll find right under your nose.”

-Tom Wilson

“Life is like a mirror. Smile at it and it smiles back at you.”

-Peace Pilgrim

“Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles. What do we live for if not to make the world less difficult for each other?”

– George Eliot

“Let us always meet each other with smile, for the smile is the beginning of love.”

– Mother Teresa

“Smile, it’s free therapy.”

– Douglas Horton

(Thanks. Life Hack .)


Written for FANDANGO’S ONE WORD CHALLENGE. 

 

CHAIN REACTIONS

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CHAIN REACTIONS



There is an old saying (I’m not really sure how old it is, but I have often heard it), SUCCESS BREEDS SUCCESS.

I don’t really believe that saying. I think, more often than not FAILURES BREED SUCCESSES.



But I do agree with Aristotle…

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Written for FANDANGO’S ONE WORD CHALLENGE.

JUST ‘PUDDLING’ THROUGH

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JUST ‘PUDDLING’ THROUGH



Chores… Is there any end to them?

There are many days that progress seems dismal.

The to-do-lists are never-ending and constantly growing.

Daylight Savings Time is just around the corner and the list will once again increase when the Spring Chores are added to the list and Outdoor Plantings for the season are either accomplished or declared null and void.

But any progress forward is better that taking steps backwards, when it comes to progressing in reaching a goal.

Stay positive.

Persevere.

The future is awaiting.



Written for FANDANGO’S ONE WORD CHALLENGE.

 

WHAT’S YOUR UNIFORM?

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WHAT’S YOUR UNIFORM?



Even though most students would probably freely admit they abhor the thought of a school uniform, almost all students wear one.

  • Jeans, a t-shirt, and your favorite tennis shoes… every day. A uniform.
  • Khaki pants (of some chosen color) and a polo shirt… every day. A uniform.
  • White shirt, differing tie, and dress pants… A uniform.
  • T-shirt, gym shorts, and ankle socks with your favorite tennis shoes… A uniform.

Your chosen style…

Simple choices…

Easy to integrate into each morning…

Makes life so much easier.



Written for FANDANGO’S ONE WORD CHALLENGE. 

 

CINDERELLA HAS NOTHING ON ME

20190224.jpgCinderella had her glass slippers…

Dorothy, of Oz, had her ruby ones.

Maxwell Smart could call CONTROL with his telephonic-loafers…

Even Forest Gump had his special cross-country sneakers.

And now, I had found my treasure.

I had been window-shopping on the bustling side streets of Delhi for most of the afternoon when I spied them…

… Beautifully crafted white leather pointed-pumps with ivory-hewn buckles.

I could not believe my luck.

As I caressed the elegant lining of the left pump, my finger snagged a rough edging. The irregularity was not in the workmanship. A yellowed paper was wedged beneath the ivory buckle.

Feeling a sudden trepidation, I stepped behind the bustling shopping aisle and carefully unfolded it.

I recognized the lettering … It was written in Sanskrit.

“If only I could read Sanskrit,” I thought.

Instantaneously, the yellowed paper warmed and the lettering suddenly transmuted into English. WARNING: THREE WISHES. Two wishes remain.

I was astounded. One of my wishes I had already wasted.

“I wish I had a quieter place to think.”

Suddenly stone walls surrounded me. A small beam of light shone from a barred window high above.

“STOP THINKING!” I shrieked into the emptiness of the cell.



Written for Sunday Photo Fiction: February, 24, 2019.