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HONESTY IS THE BEST POLICY
HONESTY IS THE BEST POLICY ___________________________________________ This quote is beholding to a few gentlemen, many, many years ago, who are remembered for stating these mindful words. Benjamin Franklin comes to mind first and foremost, as he used them www.onedoor.ccin moments of sound reflection of the meaning. I admired his spirit to honor to our homeland, the United States of America, as he did more than many to pave the way in seeing this great nation come to its fruition of becoming the land of the free and the home of the brave. I needed to reflect on those as a pivotal moment was soon to happen o...
Earthly Delights
“But moooom, I don’t want to!” Jessica cried out as she obediently held out her arms. Her mother placed a large dish of casserole carefully covered in tin foil in them. Jessica let out an annoyed huff of air. “I don’t care what you want, Jessica. Mr. Flowers is in need and our duty is to be good neighbors and help.” “What, so we’re like State Farm now? Like a good neighbor, the Richards' family is there?” Jessica turned thirteen last week. How is it possible that the teenage attitude has already started seeping into her mind and spitting sarcastically back at her ...
Curfew and Stuff
“Speak now or forever hold your piece.” This was my mother’s favorite saying when she knew she was winning an argument. It wasn’t until I was an adult that I asked how she was spelling piece or peace. Being an educator, she broke into explaining, although sounding alike. Stop, mom, stop… I meant when you use your favorite phrase, “Speak now or forever hold your piece.” Which way are you spelling it? Well, it depended on the situation… P-I-E-C-E a portion, a single slice of a whole—generic conversation mode without actual purposes. Mostly to throw off the person you’ve been talking to. Someti...
Encounters With a Stranger: A Humorous Prospective
I feel compelled to share my story about the metamorphosis of the relationship between my lovely daughter and myself, her biological mother.After all the energy my daughter spent, trying not to become everything that I am in this world, I find it humorous, that observing my daughter now is comparable to a stranger looking into a mirror at herself. "God must truly have a sense of humor." I said to myself. Let me start from the beginning.On my fifty-first birthday, the shrill ringing of the telephone, interrupted the gloomy and depressive mood I was in. I thought to myself, if I hear one more I ...