Showing posts with label school days. Show all posts
Showing posts with label school days. Show all posts

Monday, August 15, 2011

Another school year

Another school year approaches and I am ,yet again, surprised how quickly the summer went by. My kids are growing too quickly. Their personalities evolve daily it seems. My daughter is 10 going on 15. Sometimes I am left with an openmouth at her sarcastic remarks. Oh how I dread the teenage years. But I am hoping that our close rapport will see us through the rough patches.

Today I will head out to buy school supplies and marvel at the cost :) Clothes are just unbelievable to me. My son is no problem, but buying clothes for my daughter is already a costly venture! She is ready to be 16 and work at the mall...so she can get a discount, good thinking love :)

Hope this post finds you all in good health. I know it has been a loo-ong time since my last chat, but I hope to get back into it, especially since both kids will be in school all day this year. What am I going to do??

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Old Friend

Oma's assignment today:

Homework: Pick one or the other, or be inspired.

~Read something on your book shelf for sheer pleasure.

~Blog about a book you've read over and over. Prompt: "I can rifle the pages of ____and easily find my favorite part about____."

Reading for pleasure is something I do without thinking about it. I cannot remember a time that I didn't want to pick up a book, grab a cup of coffee and snuggle down into another world. Even as a child I loved to get lost in literary worlds. The characters became confidants as I escaped my sometimes turbulent childhood. (Nothing too dramatic. My parents divorced when I was 11, but separated several times before that.)
My father was seldom interested in our day to day childhood experiences. I cannot remember ever playing a game together. However, he enjoys reading and passed this along. For that I will always be grateful. When I was 13 he bought me a set of books based in the pioneer days. He must have been nervous; buying a set of books set in "old times" for a young girl headed into her teen years. But they were wonderful and full of lively characters. I read the series in its entirety about once a year or two. There are favorite books and passages, but once I start them, I have to finish. The "Love Comes Softly" series by Janette Oke sit beside Pride and Prejudice, Hamlet and my John Grisham books.
I love the simplicity of this time period. Oh, they had hardships that we would be hard pressed to face today, but they were tougher in spirit. The simple act of constructing a school for their country children is inspiring and makes you realize that we have so much to be thankful for. What we take for granted now, and often complain about, was hard won back then. Janette Oke did a follow up series starting with "The Tender Years" and I also have this on my shelf. I love her storytelling and style.

If you would like to participate in School Days, look up Travelin Oma for your assignment

Monday, August 31, 2009

Back 2 School - Oma Style

I was sitting here trying to figure out transition sentences for my essay when I came across the most interesting blog post. (I know, I get distracted from my work) Travelin Oma is doing a "School Days" series through her blog. It not only looks fun, but the writing practice is exactly what I need! I hope you decide to join me!

Homework Assignment:

The first time I entered blog land I came across Adventures of a Relunctant Housewife, that sold me then and there. What a phenomenal idea! I am here doing laundry, cleaning house, preparing meals, and feeling underappreciated by society. And I am not alone. I began my blog HappyBaker to share my love of baking, cooking and recipes. Soon I realized I had more to say than comments about food, so I began this blog. Overboard? Maybe.

If I were to write my memoirs, my name would be Sara. It is a pseudonym that I have used even for this blog. The people who know me best could definitely pick me out of the stories I would tell.

A title for my memoir would be tricky. Maybe "Forgotten Joy", "Forgotten Pleasures", or .......

Please see Oma for future assignments.