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Title: See All

“I see it.”
“What do you see?”
“What you are looking for.”
“How do you know what I am looking for?”
“That is very obvious.”
“I can’t believe I am talking to a giraffe.”
“I can’t believe you are either.”
“You’re a turkey.”
“You’re not one to talk, and I am not a turkey.”
“Do you have a name?”
“You can call me Dude. What do they call you?”
“The tribe calls me OG.”
“Oh, I’ve heard stories about you.”
“What stories?”
“You know the ones – you are bad luck, how none of the tribe will hunt with you, and some other ones that are funny.”
“Aren’t you afraid I could kill you?”
“No, not really.”
“Why is that?”
“Please…I heard you are not a great hunter. You’re not even carrying a weapon.”
“So, what am I looking for?”
“A better question is why are those lady hunters tracking you?”
“What lady hunters?”
“I can see them in the bushes over there.”
“Are they carrying spears?”
“No. I don’t think they want to kill you. They’re smiling.”
“How can you be sure?”
“They have what you lost.”
“What did I lose?”
“What you’re looking for!”
“Come on Dude…why are you laughing?”
“They just threw what you lost up in that tree. Look.”
“Why would they do that?”
“I think they want you to climb the tree to get it back.”
“I’ll just make another.”
“Really? That should add some funny stories about OG the naked hunter.”

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Before It’s Too Late

 

A little history:

I never knew my real father. I knew who he was, but he left my mother shortly after I was born. My mother married again when I was ten. My stepdad was a man’s man and although uncomfortable at times he made me a man too. However, this is about my relationship with my mother.

My younger years:

My mother was not rich by any stretch of the imagination, but she did things to enjoy life.

She went camping, fishing, hunting, boating and many other things to enjoy their time.

When my stepdad drank too much she would do her best to stay out of his way.

However, there were times she and I would sit on the front steps which was just short of leaving.

She wouldn’t leave because she knew I needed a dad.

Looking back on it, I think we were our own team.

However, her avoiding fights helped me find solutions.

 

Communication:

I can’t remember one argument between my mother and I.

There were hugs and words of love.

She supported me in everything I did.

When she didn’t agree with my direction, she provided her opinion, but let me make my decisions.

When I made the wrong choices in marriage, she once again didn’t destroy those relationships.

Money was tight in her house, but she always found a way to provide a solution to my family needs.

I respected her and came to realize the sacrifices she made for me.

I knew she was fragile and I didn’t want to do anything to jeopardize our bubble.

I moved out of state and she realized if she wanted to see me more, they would need to move closer.

 

My point:

Respect your mother.

Never yell at her.

Never argue with her.

Respect her opinion and learn from it.

She gave you something nobody else could – your life.

There are many signs of her love, don’t miss them.

Show her love and say words of love and not hate.

When she doesn’t expect it, give her a long-lasting hug.

Flowers, cards and presents are not as powerful as a loving relationship.

Set an example for others by how you think of her and how you treat her.

 

Closing:

My mother passed while I was heading to the hospital to see her.

When I got there my step-dad said she was gone. He meant to say she had passed.

She couldn’t hear my words of love one last time – It Was Too Late.

 

Before it is too late – I suggest you make up for any lost time.

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UNITED?

UNITED?

This is just a short comment about what I saw during President Trump’s address to Congress. I’ll share that comment after I make two points about a sports team and a company.

Any sports team has a common goal. Every executive, coach, manager and player is dedicated and united in having a winning season. They may voice disagreement with plans, tactics and actions before games, but when any game commences they better be united. As fans, we expect that commitment. We can lose interest if we see them failing to apply themselves and not doing their best.

Most companies are in business to make a profit. If one of these companies fails to make steady profits, it will go out of business. The corporate board, company executives, managers and even the employees set corporate goals and carry out plans to meet those objectives. During the planning sessions, differences of opinion are sought and hopefully expressed to make the best plans. The objective is to create the right direction to accomplish the company’s mission and to make a profit. Companies that do not get consensus, or play politics, risk their success. As shareholders, we expect that success and count on it. If they fail, we can put our money someplace else.

Although I left out the word ‘United,’ you can easily see how both of the above entities would fail if they weren’t.

Here’s my comment about what I saw during the address. Obviously, it was that our country is divided by parties and not united. WE should be embarrassed about the obvious division. If we were a sports team, or a company, would we want the division we are seeing? I think not.

It needs to stop, and it needs to stop now. It needs YOU to say, enough is enough. We want better results. That is what this past election was about. The collective ‘THEY’ don’t get it. Even within the parties there is not unity.

Our country is similar to a team or a company, and it needs to be united to be more efficient, effective and successful.

I say this – Unite and support what makes sense for the country…not what is best for either party. We will applaud ALL of you for it.

I’m sure the founders of our country did not expect what we are seeing in Congress right now. It is not about being Republican or Democrat, it is about being UNITED.

Support what is RIGHT for the country, regardless of party affiliation.

No one asked for my opinion, but I for once can’t not say something about what I saw.

Interesting fact: Members of the House have no assigned seats but are by tradition divided by party; Members of the Democratic Party sit to the Speaker’s right and Members of the Republican Party sit to the Speaker’s left.

Suggestion: Change this tradition and have members of the house sit in a mixed environment not by Party. That immediately influences being united instead of divided.

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Times Table Help? – Elevens

The Land of Eleven
Once upon a time there was a mighty King who lived and ruled in the Land of Eleven.

He had won many battles, but was getting old. He said to his followers, “The first person to tell me the ‘Secret of Eleven,’ they would become King or Queen.”

One smart young boy said he knew the secret. The King laughed saying, “That’s not possible.”

The boy ran to the King’s side and wrote down the following –
1 x 11 = 11
2 x 11 = 22
3 x 11 = 33
4 x 11 = 44
5 x 11 = 55
6 x 11 = 66
7 x 11 = 77
8 x 11 = 88
9 x 11 = 99
10 x 11 = 110

The King noticed what was missing. “Young boy, you didn’t tell me the last two.”

The boy quickly yelled out, “Eleven times eleven is 121…even my sister remembers that.”
Then he added, “Eleven times twelve is 132.”

Legend has it that the boy became King. Since many people heard about the secret and shared it, he changed the name of the land to the ‘Land of Twelve.’

He followed the last King’s challenge and announced the following. “The first person to tell me the ‘Secret of Twelve,’ would become King or Queen.” He smiled because he knew the secret, and didn’t expect anyone else to know it.

At the boy’s coronation, the King asked him how he knew the entire ‘Secret of Eleven.’

The boy’s answer is worth remembering, but don’t expect to be King or Queen. Your parents might call you a Wizard though.

1. Any number less than 10 multiplied by 11, you replace the 11 with that number. (Example 9 x 11 is 99, each digit of the number 11 is replaced by a 9)
2. Any number multiplied by 10, you just add a zero to the number. (Example 10 x 11 is 110)
3. 11 x 11 is 121, which needs to be remembered. (If you say ’11 times 11 is 121’ ten times, you should be able to recall it – try it)
4. Only really smart people would know that 11 x 12 is 132. However, you have to remember the trick that it is not 1-2-3, but you just switch the last two digits to get 132.

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Written in Stone

Title: Written in Stone

They said the wall was for protection. It wasn’t that day.

Only some of the locals would know the full story of what happened.

However, I painfully know more than what happened…I know why it happened.

Most people stopping to observe the wall’s features couldn’t miss the triangular protrusions.

Not many would ever notice what is missing.

The wall would have to have a heart to feel the pain.

I look at the wall and can’t help but to see what isn’t there.

Some have been heard to say it is just a broken piece of rock.

To me, that broken point changed my life.

There were many things that could have prevented what happened. Maybe if we hadn’t met, she would have met someone else, fallen in love, married, and had children. However, that wasn’t in the cards. Maybe more due diligence could have gotten the letter right.

We did meet. We fell head over heels for each other. We made our plans. We were going to get married when I returned from overseas. However, that stupid piece of paper arrived at my parents’ home before I did.

It was my name on that piece of paper, but it wasn’t me.

The authorities investigated what happened to her, and ruled it a tragic accident.

My parents received another letter, that apologized and said It was just a communication glitch.

No it wasn’t.

The wall will never be the same, nor will I.

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Flash Fiction Friday 175: April’s 6-word stories

Welcome to Flash Fiction Friday and the one hundred and seventy-fifth piece in this series. This week’s is the thirty-second bunch of 6-word stories by a variety of authors, together with their 6-w…

Source: Flash Fiction Friday 175: April’s 6-word stories

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Occupied

He was making great progress on the proposal, but felt the direction left something to be desired. This was a new client and he had this one chance to make…

“Should we take his clothes?”

Oh shit, he remembered he forgot to hang the wooden ‘Male’ sign under the ‘Occupied’ placard.

“No, he probably would just come into the office area wearing a towel or even less. He thinks he’s the answer to all our prayers.”

He didn’t think it was possible to be sweating much more, but hearing their conversation was having a reaction.

“What do you want to do?”

“Maybe we should just go to lunch and leave him to his thoughts.”

“Look, he didn’t hang the sign.”

“You’re not considering what I think you are…tell me you’re not.”

“It would serve him right. He’s so organized it would be true justice. It would be his own fault.”

“Justine, you’re really doing this aren’t you?”

“Are you going to join me, or are you chicken?”

“I’m not chicken, but I don’t trust you alone with him. You forgot you shared what you two almost did at the offsite.”

“Hang the ‘Ladies’ sign and hurry up before he decides he’s had enough heat for one day.”

He had to admit he was having some trouble coming up with the subject matter for their client’s E.D. commercial, but realized things work out the way they are supposed to. He better wipe more than the sweat off his face though.

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