Tomorrow is a very special day. It marks 62 years since my wonderful parents said their marriage vows in a little mountain church house in Eastern Kentucky. And I just want to stop and take a few moments to let them know how much I love and cherish them and how much their lives, so full of strength, courage, and tenacity, has encouraged me throughout my life.
Mom and Daddy, I love you all so much! Thank you for always being there for me, even and especially when I didn’t deserve it, and for pushing me and encouraging me to do everything I loved so much. I may not be the success story that a lot of children are to their parents, but in every breath I take, it is the two of you who are never more than a breath away from my heart.
I can only pray that someday, my own children will look at us the same way, and know that even when times were at their hardest, that we loved and cared for them and would make any and all sacrifices necessary. Same as you all did for us.
I hope you take the day to celebrate the two of you, and have a wonderful and BLESSED day.
If I hadn’t made a commitment to do ALL of these prompts, I probably would leave this one off for sure 🙂 I am not even remotely a person that thinks about myself and certainly not in a celebratory way…
You are receiving an award –- either one that already exists, or a new one created just for you. What would the award be, why are you being honored, and what would you say in your acceptance speech?
Well, let’s see. I guess if I really had to get an award for something, it would be my frugality, HA! So let’s see how this plays out, shall we?
The award would be a $1000 gift certificate for one of our local discount/salvage grocery stores. (No, that certificate doesn’t exist in real life haha) And I am being honored for being overheard in our local grocery saying, as I so very often do, “I’m not paying that much for <said product> when I can get it so much cheaper at the discount grocery!”
I can get staples like flour, corn meal, dry beans and rice at about one fifth or less of what they sell for at the major grocery chains. Even with coupons, the discount grocery’s prices are, hands down, unbeatable. I can get canned foods for over half off the lowest grocery store price, and so on. I just can’t allow myself, even during the times when we have plenty of money for it, to pay those kinds of prices when I really don’t have to. And to be honest, I don’t see why anyone else does it either. Maybe if more people shopped where the prices aren’t ridiculous, the ridiculous prices would come down?
My acceptance speech would be…
“I would like to thank whoever is responsible for driving the price of beef to between $4-9 per pound, pork to $3-5 per pound and chicken thighs and legs to $2 or more per pound. It is that kind of increase that drove me to being able to find out about the discount groceries in the first place. Without you, I never would have known that I could get the same amount of protein and not even NEED meat. And even more so, that the price of those kinds of protein are massively less in comparison.
“Thanks is also in order to whoever came up with idea of the discount grocery in the first place. I haven’t done any research and I don’t know all the behind-the-scenes facts, but I know that I appreciate you all more than you will ever know. Especially the girls at the checkout who are cheerful even if the person in front of me was having a bad day and took it out on you. You see to move right along and not let it keep hold of you.
“And finally, to all of those who told me about the discount groceries and where they were because Lord knows, without word of mouth, they’d be the best kept secret on earth 🙂 ”
Not a very good prompt today, but I guess it was all in fun. Nothing wrong with that I suppose, which is why I didn’t mind playing along.
However, I am reminded of a prize much more worthy of attaining. It is the only one that matters to me, and that fact will not change. I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.Philippians 3:14
I hope everyone is having a good Saturday. As always, thanks for stopping by and have a blessed weekend!
Today’s prompt is actually three-fold, as if to make sure we don’t skimp 🙂 I just read it and it already has quite a few thoughts running through my head. So without further adue…
Do you consider yourself funny? What role does humor play in your life? Who’s the funniest person you know?
I don’t really consider myself funny, but I suppose I can be at times. I have a blog post that I wrote about attempting to recreate my mother’s biscuits that actually turned out pretty funny. Well, it was more funny to me, I guess, because I was the one who had lived through it! But I attempted to portray that through my writing. I wanted you guys to actually see me with lard all over my hands hollering for someone to come and turn the water on, and then laughing about it the way I did afterwards.
As far as humor playing a role in my life, I wouldn’t really say that it does. More people would say, I think, that I’m a little more on the serious side. Maybe that I worry too much or take some things too seriously. In my honest opinion though, I consider that part of being “grown up” 🙂 I think many Facebook memes call it “adulting” and sometimes it’s fine to lay that aside. But on the overall, maybe it’s just that I’m balanced. At least in my own mind!
The funniest person I know? Well, there have been a precious handful. My brother, who died in 1988 at the too-young age of 31, was most definitely one of them. He seemed to always have a smile and never showed up without a handful of jokes. Where he got them, I never knew, but I don’t think he ever told the same one twice. Everyone liked him and I can still see his huge smile. We shared the same eyes so, like me, when he smiled really, really hard, his eyes seemed to vanish into slits. That’s when you knew he was really happy… there was no hiding it. His daughter carries on a great deal of his personality to this day, with her smile and laughter and eyes that just seems to laugh all by themselves.
And then we had a drummer in our band a few years ago that missed his lot in life when he didn’t become a comedian. He was from Humboldt, Tennessee and I found this out in particular when I asked him, “You ain’t from around here, are ya?”. His strong East Tennessee accent made everything he said even funnier, and keep in mind that I have an Appalachian accent myself! Not that it was something to poke fun at, rather, there were just some words that he would say that came out comical, just because they were so different from the way the rest of us said them. I can’t do them justice in print, so you’re just going to have to take my word for that one 🙂
In closing, I’ll just add a few of my thoughts that had sort of strayed off from the topic a bit…but not really. I got thinking about it from a Biblical perspective, especially the part that says a merry heart doeth good, like medicine. But I don’t ever recall there being an actual story in the Word about “humor”. And please do correct me if I’m wrong about that, because I’m certainly no Bible scholar. Maybe to understand the true Biblical meaning of happiness is about the same as humor.
But these days there are just so many different types of humor that it can draw you down the wrong path quickly. The Bible also speaks out about “coarse jesting” and I would suppose that to be along the lines of bullying someone or dirty jokes and the like.
Of course, it could be that there actually was humor in the Bible and the writer’s simply didn’t write it that way. I don’t know. It seems to me like the times were a little too serious for humor to be something that was common place. There was too much to be done and too much at stake for one to wander off into some other train of thought.
But then, that’s just me thinking. And that can go places 🙂
What do you think? About humor, and it’s place in our lives as well as in a Biblical sense. I’d love to hear your thoughts on the matter.
Once again, as always, thanks so much for stopping by and have a blessed day!
Also, a shout out for the amazing artist that did the smiley face and rainbow for my featured image…my daughter, Abby! ❤ She is amazing and did that from scratch!
Today’s writing prompt is another that I wouldn’t normally “choose” to write about. First of all, I don’t often write about how I feel about myself and the job I’ve done. It feels somewhat akin to bragging and I don’t like to do that unless it’s secretly, to my husband or kids 🙂 I can take it if they tell me I’m over the top!
So, today’s topic is:
What would it take for you to consider yourself a “successful blogger”? Is that something you strive for?
I actually laughed out loud when I read it 🙂 I’ve never even taken the time to stop and contemplate what successful blogging would mean to me, let alone how I might go about attaining it. “Success” in blogging wasn’t even a thought in my mind when All Out War came into existence. It was actually kind of selfish, if I’m just going to be honest. At the time, I only wanted to vent, but so much has changed since then!
What WOULD it take, I wonder, for my blog to be what people consider successful? Well, I’m not exactly sure. I’ve heard tons and TONS about adding advertising and using that as a way to make money, but I just can’t bring myself to do that. I’ve been on blogs where you can’t even maneuver around for all the advertisements slammed in your face, and I just don’t want to be that way. If that’s what it takes, I’ll never be successful, because I know when I’m on those blogs, I simply leave. I don’t like it, it’s intrusive and if I don’t like it, I’m certainly not going to turn mine into something like that. Even in my freelance writing, I won’t even use a blog like that as a hyperlink, because I won’t send anyone else to it either.
Then I’ve heard things, as well, about giving away something free, usually an eBook, or setting up some kind of class or something like that, but I don’t have anything to offer that anyone would want at this point. There ARE some eBooks I’m looking to publish at some point, I just don’t have that kind of time right now.
And no, I don’t suppose at this point it’s something I particularly strive for – this successful blog. Which is probably the answer to the first part. I guess if I really wanted to take it to another level, I could. But in my life at this particular time, it’s just not the most important thing. I have my family, I’m homeschooling one in high school, I have a disabled son, I’m a freelance writer by trade and I’m in a band. So for however much I’d like to make the blog more of a priority right now, it’s just not feasible.
I DO love the blogging life though! It’s become so much more than what I thought it would be when I started. I had this idea in my head of an online type of journal that I’d never lose and that I could come to and bear my heart and soul and throw everything I had at it. Having never been a blogger before, I soon began to realize, there’s waaaaaaaay more to it than that!
I never expected to meet so many amazing people! And to share in their journey, from half a world away, or more, is absolutely thrilling! I find myself checking my email first thing in the morning, not just for all my account info and business emails, but for new posts from so many of you! There are homeschoolers that I watch, and I get to see some of the best recipes I’ve ever seen. Which is really saying a lot, since I’m a collector and I’ve looked! 🙂 There are stories from countries I’d love to visit, but that I still get to see through pictures posted and stories told. And there are days when my faith is so weak, but then some of you post that one thing I needed to hear so much, that it makes my whole day.
So I suppose my blogging life is indeed a successful one, not just in my own writing, but in my reading as well. So thanks to every one of you that stops by to read, comment, like or share. You all mean the world to me and I’m glad our paths have crossed. You’ve not only transformed my blogging you have become something I look forward to.
Today’s writing prompt is an interesting one and certainly not one I would have thought to write about on my own…
Tell us about your favorite pair of shoes, and where they’ve taken you.
I’ve always been a shoe person. I’m not even sure where that got started because, as a child in the Appalachian mountains, as well as in the rural countryside of Central Kentucky, I ran barefoot every chance I got. Perhaps it was the fact that my mother made sure my little sister and I got a new pair of shoes almost every Easter, along with a dress and sometimes a hat, and it might be that it instilled some kind of sense of the importance of nice shoes. And God forbid that we attend any important function in anything less 🙂
My dad always told me, as well, that you could judge a persons character solely on the look of their shoes alone. He said that anyone who wore shoes that were dirty, unpolished and otherwise ruddy looking was a lazy person who couldn’t even be concerned with their own appearance. Of course, he did say that some people couldn’t afford better, and that there was a distinction. But anyone that dressed well otherwise, he said, and still didn’t care about the shoes, was really something else.
And that’s something that has always stuck with me. I’ve never been able to go anywhere without first sitting down to clean my shoes well. And it will probably always be as such.
Now, what are my favorite shoes? Wow, that’s a hard question! I guess it would depend on the season. In the summer, I love my flip flops and my slip on canvas shoes that have somewhat of an oriental look to them. Only they’re camouflage. Of course. In the winter, my favorite shoes are either hiking boots or my heavy soled leather lace-up shoes. I’m not one that can be kept indoors in the harsh winter weather, and I have to have a shoe that can take me across the rough stuff 🙂
Where have they taken me? Oh, that could be a book in and of itself! They’ve taken me everywhere! They have taken me on many hiking and fishing adventures with my family. They have taken me to school and to work. They have also taken me across many stages including one on the infield of Churchill Downs in Louisville, Kentucky and one in a television studio in Nashville, TN.
They’ve taken me back up the mountains of my childhood and they’ve taken me to the final resting place of many a loved one. They’ve carried me to and fro across my home as I prayed for my family and they’ve been carefully placed aside as I lay down to rest at night.
My shoes. Who knew they really meant as much to me as they did, and yet get so little recognition. 🙂 Well, I’m glad I took the time to look into that.
As always, I thank you for stopping by. I really do appreciate it.
If you’re following along with the prompt, where have your shoes taken you?
I have just found a 365 day writing prompt challenge from the Editors at WordPress, and I thought I’d embark. I’m not sure exactly what kinds of questions or prompts are on here but I’m going to do my best to answer them all, being as brutally honest as possible, something I just haven’t done much of here, on All Out War. As I’ve said before, that’s actually why I started this blog, for a kind of soul therapy of sorts, but just couldn’t do it.
I haven’t looked backwards or ahead, simply scrolled down for today’s prompt and it was this:
“What was the last lie you told? Why did you tell it?”
I don’t lie. It’s one of the strictest codes I enforce on myself and it’s been ridiculed by people I’m close to as well as by coworkers at places I’ve worked, when – believe it or not – I was asked to lie 🙂
True, there are little white lies in this world, but I try not to be a part of any of that, nor any situations where I would find myself having to tell them or depend on them. For any reason. It’s not that I’m trying to play the “holier than thou” card, or anything like that. It’s just that I have a deeper relationship with God than would allow me to indulge in such things as He has forbidden. In the Ten Commandments none the less.
And yes, there is debate upon debate about whether or not we are to adhere to Old Testament commandments. It’s true there are some that don’t seem to be feasible in this day and age, and others that seem outright crazy to just read them off. But I’m not here to debate or to try to push any of my own personal beliefs on anyone else. You have your own personal relationship with God and it is for you and you alone to work that relationship out with Him. Paul said this himself: Wherefore, my beloved, as ye have always obeyed, not as in my presence only, but now much more in my absence, work out your own salvation with fear and trembling.Philippians 2:12
But HAVE I lied? Yes. I have. I have done a lot of things I’m not happy to say that I’ve done and that forgiveness, I’ve also had to work out between me and God. That’s why I also try my hardest not to judge anyone, no matter what they’re going through or what they’ve done. How dare I judge anyone because they sin differently than I have?
So what was the last lie I told? Why, it’s the one I always tell… “I’m fine…”
Someone once asked the hypothetical question, I wonder why people say I’m fine instead of just saying what’s really on their mind? And I think the answer was that, in most cases, when someone asks “How are you?” they aren’t really inquiring as to your present state of being. It’s more often a trivial way of being cordial, or being friendly, or simply finding words to fill a void that might otherwise be there.
Really – who asks “How are you?” and wouldn’t mind standing there for fifteen minutes or so, hearing about how their spouse is thus and so, and the kids are just a mess, and the job is going horribly and the hairdresser didn’t listen to a thing I said…. and on and on? Asking how someone is doing is usually just a way of being nice and then moving on. It’s the unspoken code of life for most people.
My husband, on the other hand, has a completely different way of answering, and I have to say, it made me jealous to think why I hadn’t answered that way myself. When someone asks how he’s doing, he simply smiles and says, “Better than I deserve.”
AH! And how true! What a way to answer, and NOT lie! This is what I want to say, but it rarely ever sits on the tip of my tongue as it does for him. Maybe one day I’ll train myself. Because truly, aren’t we ALL doing better than we deserve? I mean, if the wages of sin were payable immediately, I think we’d all be in trouble. So, indeed, THANK GOD that I am, and always have, done better than I deserve!
The second half of the question in the prompt asked why I told the lie. And I think, pretty much, I summed that up in the above banter. Because, in much the same way that the person who asks “How are you?” isn’t really expecting an honest answer, so then I, in answering “I’m fine.”, don’t wish to divulge all the minuscule travesties that I might have been through up to that point.
Again, it’s a courtesy thing.
As always, thank you so much for stopping by, and I hope that you come again!
I’m going to put these prompt writings in their own little category, and if you’d like to join with me, just look at the top of my blog page and click on “How To Get In Touch With Me”. If you send me a message and your email, I’ll gladly send you the pdf containing all the prompts. Or, you could simply write about what I’ve written about on any given day. 🙂 I’ll always put the prompt at the beginning of the blog and use the title as my own title.
This is a recipe I found online at The Daring Gourmet, and it’s another one of those that I have been looking for for SO long! We absolutely love dill relish at our house, but all the recipes that I’ve ever been given were for sweet relish. Now that, my friends, simply turns my stomach.
We use dill relish on so much more than just hot dogs. We put it on burgers and bologna sandwiches, into soups and pinto beans, I just can’t say enough about it. And cucumbers go on sale at Kroger sometimes, so I try to keep my eyes peeled 🙂
Do any of you make your own sauces and condiments? I’d love to hear from you if so, and maybe you’ll even share the recipe? 🙂
A quick, easy and utterly deeeeelicious recipe for homemade dill pickle relish! Sweet and savory with a variety of uses. Canning instructions included.
I think some of life’s simplest pleasures can usually be found much closer than you think. In this fast paced world we live in, it’s so very easy to get caught up in “the grind” and all the activities that we busy ourselves with, that we sometimes forget to just stop and look around us.
My backyard is one of those places I like to go to just take a breather and slow down for a minute. Well, more than a minute, if I’m being completely honest. I didn’t use to have an excuse to just go out there and walk around, but I do now…
We got Layla, a Siberian Husky mix, about two months ago. It was Abby’s birthday and Mammaw’s dog just happened to have had puppies that were just the right age to go home with some sweet little girl that didn’t have a dog 🙂 And so, home with us she came!
Oh my goodness, if there were words to describe how many times I literally thought we were going to have to get rid of her… I’ve never seen a dog that skittish and shy, afraid of everything coming or going, moving or not. After we got her home, she laid in the same spot for a whole day. We moved her and gave her a bath and she refused to move, eat or drink, going into the second day.
We finally did get her to eat some treat-type foods and drink some water, and then came the accidents. So we put a leash on her collar and took her outside. First of all, we had to carry her, because she wouldn’t walk at all. Then once we were outside and we put her down, she just collapsed and lay there until we were tired of standing over her. 😦 It really made me sad!
But, thankfully, now she’s nothing like that little scared, lethargic puppy we brought home! Now, she loves nothing more than to run and play and hide her toys from us. She has her own bed and play area and YES, she begs! While we’re eating she goes around the table, sitting ever so majestically, and then when you’re not looking she will shove a knee with her nose, and then resume her majestic posture as if to say, “Okay, I was just makin’ sure you knew I was here!” 🙂 I love her.
And her very, most favorite thing of all to do is to let us know she wants to go outside and play. And thus leads us to the playground in our own back yard.
I especially love it after a rain, or first thing in the morning when the dew is still on the grass.
Abby and I absolutely love taking pictures of water droplets on the grass and foliage. I mean, really, how many times do we actually stop to notice something, so beautiful, that’s right under our noses, literally? The beauty of things like this are simply beyond compare!
I’m so thankful to be able to see it, to witness a kind of manna that we humans still get to see, if we take the time to look. Why, in some situations, dew or drops of water on greenery can spell the difference between life and death in a survival situation. One of the first things they teach in preparedness is how to gather water in this way. And yet, most of the time, we walk right past without noticing, as if it’s not actually the miracle that it is.
Ah, that picture right there, folks…that’s why Abby is a better photographer than me 🙂 She sees shots like this with her naked eye and then she gets down to get the perspective she wants, and then gets it. She’s amazing in her abilities. Yes, we can look down and see something like this, but with a shot taken at this angle, in macro setting with the light and the background just right…it’s amazing, and forever captured.
I like flowers too. I can’t grow them, Lord knows, as I have the polar opposite of a green thumb. What would that be, a black thumb? Whatever it is, it causes every flower I try to grow to wither and then die in the most horrible fashion. Thank goodness God knew my heart and spread a few dainties around the back yard…
This flower is about the size of a nickel and they are all over the place in the back yard. If you look closely, you’ll see that this one is missing a petal. That’s because Layla ran over it and knocked it off. Abby didn’t want to photograph it at that point, but I asked her to anyway. Because, don’t you know, even imperfect things can still be beautiful 😉
I don’t know what the name of these flowers is but aren’t they beautiful? Again, Abby’s handiwork with a lens is due the credit. But this is another tiny treasure that’s so easy to pass by…I’m not even sure that any of these blooms are as big as a dime. In fact, I’m sure they aren’t, but if you really pay attention, you can appreciate this raw beauty. It’s a beauty that is even mentioned in the Bible…
Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Luke 12:27
If you aren’t familiar with King Solomon, son of King David, then you ought to look him up and read about all of “his glory”. To say that he was not even arrayed, or as beautiful and stunning, as a flower, is reeeeeally saying something!
Now, sometimes, we go into the backyard at night too, and that’s a whole new set of things to see. It’s so peaceful and quiet out there, and since we are in a very rural area, it’s so easy to look up and see the stars and the moon. Now that the weather is cooling down a bit, it’s absolutely refreshing to be out there.
And I think I’ve mentioned before how much I enjoy thunderstorms and rain and clouds and the like. I’m not sure why and I will probably never know, but it’s just so calming for me. And sleeping when the rain is driving down and the thunder cracks often… I’m like a baby in a crib 🙂 !!
As always, thanks for stopping by for this little pictoral stroll through my back yard. I do hope you enjoyed it and that will return again. Be blessed, my friends!
I’ve noticed a trend lately, especially among non-profit sectors. It’s these organizations that stand for a specific cause or need and there’s so much rhetoric about “raising awareness” and “creating dialogue” and so forth. On the same note, there is so little that actually gets done, if anything at all.
Thing is, they’re causes that need to have something DONE, actually creating a purpose driven action that accumulates results.
Don’t get me wrong, please. I know that to do anything, there must first be an awareness of the problem. I probably know that more than a lot of other people, just from lessons learned the hard way, to be honest. But even the Bible says: For in much wisdom is much grief: and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow. Ecclesiastes 1:18
If we leave a cause with only having an awareness of it, personally, that DOES leave me with a whole lot of grief and sorrow! Just knowing about and being aware of a problem isn’t the way to fix it.
Take bullies in school, for instance. There have been many movements and campaigns that have risen up to try to combat the problem, but there are as many, if not more, bullied children that are committing suicide now than there was before the whole thing got so much awareness! Just as many teenagers that are deep in the throes of depression and anxiety, just as many girls that see no worth in themselves at all, just as many boys who think they’ll never be man enough or good enough…
And this is our future! How long does it take for something that’s not working to be stopped, traded in for something new, something that might actually work? Is anybody even giving any thought to it, or is it that people aren’t listening to the ones who HAVE thought about and have new ideas?
And it’s just an example. How many more causes have we been made aware of, and yet they are as much a problem now as they ever were? How many causes are there in relation to the outcome-based success stories?
How long before we realize that it is time to DO something and stop wasting so much breath creating a dialogue? If the dialogue leads to action that gets something done, BRAVO! That, my friends, is success! If the rhetoric changes lives, then we have arrived! If just one person takes the first step, what would see then?
Again, in the Bible, in the book of James, we find that it says: But wilt thou know, O vain man, that faith without works is dead? James 2:20 Leaving a thing at only knowing about it is a completely dead work.
There are a lot of things in this world today that need some real action to be changed. The awareness is already there, and I could spend the rest of the night writing the “laundry list” type of post that would call them all out by name. But we each have a cause that means something to us, that’s so near and dear to our heart that it almost brings us to tears to even sit and contemplate it.
May I just ask you today: Is there anything that you can DO about something you feel vehemently about?
In reality, there may not be. A lot of the things that absolutely hurt my heart are things I’m too little and insignificant to change. But if there ever comes a time, if there’s ever a way in front of me that will allow me to move on something that means that much to me, then BY GOD, and I do mean BY THE GRACE AND MERCY OF GOD, I will.
And so should you.
As always, I appreciate your stopping by and hope that you do so again. Be blessed!
I’ve been searching high and low for ways to teach my daughter math. She is, as I was at her age, behind in math. In speaking with a great many acquaintances of mine, I find that it’s a common thing for children to struggle with math, and so I’ve really been doing my own homework about it all.
I absolutely loveProject Gutenberg. For those of you who may not already be familiar with it, it’s a site devoted to making available every book that has a public domain status. If you are a lover of books, and more specifically, of old, old books, then you absolutely HAVE to check out this site. You surely won’t regret it.
Anyway, I love it for so many reasons! I use to teach my daughter from spelling and history books I got from the site and the teaching styles are SO different and make SO much more sense than what we have today that it’s absolutely astounding. To teach from a book rated for a fifth grader in the late 1800’s was about the same as teaching something in high school these days. And let’s not even talk about the spelling words! That’s crazy stuff, but you’ll just have to check it out for yourself as opposed to taking my word for it.
I finally decided to turn to Project Gutenberg after being disappointed by so many of today’s theories for teaching math. I wanted to see how they taught math a hundred years ago, and MAN was I surprised! We’re doing it all wrong, folks!
I realized the difference right away when I saw that yesteryear’s math books were more words and instruction than numbers and figures and so on. Apparently, there is a psychology to math, one that today is not even figured into teaching math. In an hour’s worth of reading, I now understand more about math than I have in my whole lifetime, even with all the tutoring I took both as a child and as an adult in college math classes.
Why did they stop doing this? I don’t have the answer for that, but whoever came up with the idea of forsaking the psychology of math for this common core crap should be reprimanded in the highest fashion.
And did you know that there is an “addition table” just like there is a “multiplication table”? Well, I surely didn’t, until tonight. Apparently it’s something that is only taught in business math, but I am of the opinion that it would greatly help children today. Anything that boosts the mental fortitude in relation to math, which in turn boosts self-esteem and therefore makes better students, is something that should be in every classroom, every time numbers are dealt with.
I may not know very much, currently, about math. But this I do know – there IS an easier way. And to teach it, I must first learn it, and that’s just what I intend to do. If what I’ve learned tonight is an indicator, then I stand to learn a great deal and so does my girl.
As always, thank you so much for stopping by. Your visit is appreciated and I do hope you’ll return again. Be blessed, my friends!