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Tuesday, 29 January 2019
The Day I Felt Like Winnie the Pooh
Monday, 28 January 2019
Not So Dusty Discoveries!
I didn't know saying a simple "yes" could lead to such huge challenges and such a dramatic change in my life.
You would think that being swept back into the dirty thirties would be dry, distressing and dreadful, but I'm finding it fascinating! When your second cousins gang up on you to write the story of their fathers who were orphaned at an early age, what do you do? Do you say "Nah, that's not my type of writing?"
Well, I tried that, but "repented" a couple years later, and you know what, their story is not a dusty manuel in spite of the setting.
Would you let your child have a badger for a pet? What if the badger leaps out of a loft and kills a sixty pound pig?
Did you know that one-room-schoolhouse kids used to race down to the creek at recess time to go swimming then rush back more sweaty than ever when the first bell rings?
I'm sure having a lot of fun writing this book and learning some amazing stuff.
But really, don't you wish I was working on it rather than rambling away on a blog page?
While you patiently wait to learn more about these seven orphan children, why not meander over to my website. There's more of my work there.
amazon.com/author/marilynfriesen
You would think that being swept back into the dirty thirties would be dry, distressing and dreadful, but I'm finding it fascinating! When your second cousins gang up on you to write the story of their fathers who were orphaned at an early age, what do you do? Do you say "Nah, that's not my type of writing?"
Well, I tried that, but "repented" a couple years later, and you know what, their story is not a dusty manuel in spite of the setting.
Would you let your child have a badger for a pet? What if the badger leaps out of a loft and kills a sixty pound pig?
Did you know that one-room-schoolhouse kids used to race down to the creek at recess time to go swimming then rush back more sweaty than ever when the first bell rings?
I'm sure having a lot of fun writing this book and learning some amazing stuff.
But really, don't you wish I was working on it rather than rambling away on a blog page?
While you patiently wait to learn more about these seven orphan children, why not meander over to my website. There's more of my work there.
amazon.com/author/marilynfriesen
Sunday, 27 January 2019
Saturday, 26 January 2019
The Walls Will Come Down
Another installment in the story Terror and Tranquility
We are going to be swept back in time to the banks of the swollen Jordan. The immense multitude of Israelite's have marched solemnly across although I am sure more than one boy may have picked up a stone to fling at the mighty wall of water. Fearful, tearful faces have lined the walls of the proud city of Jericho wondering, and worrying whatever is going on. Now let us get back to Rehab's viewpoint. If you are confused as to what this is all about, go back a page or two and that will help.
After the spies safely returned to their own people, Rehab had made haste to tell all her relatives that they would be protected when the enemy attacked if they would find shelter in her apartment. They took her at her word.
Monday, 21 January 2019
Increasing Terror and Tranquility
This is a continuation of the true story I have been posting recently.
Even Rahab watched in terror as all the Israelities folded their tents, loaded their belongings and yougest chidren on to carts, and merged into one long and solemn line that seemed to reach to the end of the earth.
Even Rahab watched in terror as all the Israelities folded their tents, loaded their belongings and yougest chidren on to carts, and merged into one long and solemn line that seemed to reach to the end of the earth.
Sunday, 20 January 2019
Who Hid the Spies?
O.K. Here we go... Did you read the first parts? This is More of the Terror and Tranquility Series
All the armed forces I have ever heard of come unencumbered by family.but these men have their women and offspring along as through they would never consider the possibility of failure in their mission.
Rehab found herself with much time on her hands. I will occupy myself with my spinning, although we possibly have very few days left to live. If I am to die, I hope they kill me quickly so I need not suffer over much. I wonder what it is like in the Hereafter.
Rehab went to the rooftop to access her winter's supply of flax and saw that there was more than enough to keep her busy spinning and weaving for many days to come.
Just then a gentle knock sounded at the door. Rehab would have missed it had her ears not been keenly tuned to sounds in her entryway. She was used to all sorts of raucous noises in the street below.
She ran lightly down the stairs and peered through a crack in the door.
"Thou art here!" she cried.
All the armed forces I have ever heard of come unencumbered by family.but these men have their women and offspring along as through they would never consider the possibility of failure in their mission.
Rehab found herself with much time on her hands. I will occupy myself with my spinning, although we possibly have very few days left to live. If I am to die, I hope they kill me quickly so I need not suffer over much. I wonder what it is like in the Hereafter.
Rehab went to the rooftop to access her winter's supply of flax and saw that there was more than enough to keep her busy spinning and weaving for many days to come.
Just then a gentle knock sounded at the door. Rehab would have missed it had her ears not been keenly tuned to sounds in her entryway. She was used to all sorts of raucous noises in the street below.
She ran lightly down the stairs and peered through a crack in the door.
"Thou art here!" she cried.
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