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Please post on Storytime whenEVER you feel the urging. Even when you DONT feel the urging!! Do it out of love for your fellow Storytellers. :) And happiness. And all of the fruits of the spirit. ;)

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Hey you guys,

I have some words of advice for you: Never, ever, ever fill out a information card for a college. They WILL send you information, emails and call you. Being the genius I always am, I filled out one of these cards and regret it wholeheartedly! Beware of them!!

Just a piece of advice,

Hannah

Snow Cinder- A Fairytwinkletale.

Once oops-pon a time, there lived a princess named Snow Cinder. She lived in the same, quaint little cottage that she had since she was born. Her mother had been an evil witch, but had died in birth. When she was 3, her father again fell in love with a kind, bubbly, plump little women who loved Cinder even more than her own children. Still, Cinder was bitter of heart because of her real mother's passing. Noone was aware of this though, because she shoved all her feelings so tightly inside.

One day, she was grumpily walking through the forest searching for a strawberry patch, which her mother had hurridly given her directions to. "Humph. I never was good at following directions. Ugh. Why did she pick ME to do this!!" Cinder looked at the map squintedly. "oh no!! It's upside DOWN?! GAH!!!" she screamed. The squirrels around her scattered madly from the shreek. Suddenly she heard a glorious song. She was sure it must be some man singing, but it sounded angelic. Her eyes darted around and landed on a pair of tall boots holding a figure about 10 feet away.

-To be continued...

*This is a very long, random story I'll be continueing for a while. Keep reading!! :)))

A Sweet Little Song with a Sad Background

"Ring around the rosey, a pocket full of possies. Ashes ashes, we all fall down!"

Cute, right? :) I know.

Unfortunately, this song has been OFFICIALLY spoiled for me.

Turns out, originally it was made to be about ppl DYING!!!! The rosies are like these little red bumps that signified disease on the sides of their head, and it looked like ring. Ashes Ashes, they all feel down and died.

The song was created because ALOOOT of ppl were dying from this at the time.

Isnt that SAD?! Mrs. Shwarz gave us a more specific background in class, but thats the general thing.

I guess I'll never be able to listen to kids sing that again without wanting to say something.

A new classroom.......

SO.....last monday was probably the best monday ever! My youth group has been talking about a safe, friendly community and fellowship. That's exactly what was going on at school in the L2 class last monday. As some of you know, the L2 class has lost a few people from last year. Now there are 5 girls and 7 guys left, soon to be 2 girl (including me) and less than 7 boys. Because of this surprising decrease, ALL the girls have been sitting next to each other every class (there is no more "group" stuff going on anymore). I love it because last year, i would barely EVER talked to some of these girls, and ever since this year, we've been close friends! I think all the praying payed off!

Everyone exchanged emails and i believe this is going to be a GREAT year!!

A possum tale. :)

Ok. So.
Once there was a possum and her name was Sophi. She was a very cute possum! She loved strawberries as sad music. She was very compassionate to all of the creatures of the forest. :) All her friends thought "Sophi is such a lovely possum!"
One day she was eating strawberries by a nearbye lake when a big, red, fox scrambled up behind her. Instinctively, she leeped into the lake.
After about 5 seconds of struggling, she began to drown! "HELP!" She tried to cry beneith the water.
Nearbye there was another young possum, named "Gollum." Against his name, he was overall quite a cheerful fellow. Bright red cheeks, smooth hair, and a cute little voice that was prone to make girls sigh.
Seeing the fox, and a drowning sophi, he jumped right in behind her!
Fortunately he could swim. I know. ;)
He saved her life.
After sharing some strawberries, they decided to get married.
SMOOCH!!! <3 <3 <3
"Wait, why did you kiss me on the cheek and not on the snout? :( Must I doubt you're love for me?"-Sophi
":O No!!! I love you more than anything! You are the cutest possum I have ever seen and the most kind animal I have ever met."
"Oh. :)))) Ok. :)"
They got married under a willow tree and lived happily never after.
The END.

Moral of the story=You too can meet true love!!! :) Just make sure to 1) not be sentamental about forehead kisses :/ 2) eat strawberries 3)almost-drown.
Best of luck! :)

Carcoline

GIRL names

Today I was thinking...what is a very sophisticated, cute, unique girl name??? And i thought of this one: Amelia. Nicknames could be Mia, Millie, Amy, Mimi, Am (aim), and Mel. Do you like that name? I don't know why i'm posting this but it's just to start up a conversation. What girl names do you like? Do you like the name Amelia? Comment below.

my life...at home!

Life at home is not like most peoples. I have family members that are missionary's in Germany, living in our basement. It's always nice to have them over (along with their dog) but it can be stressful at times. Here are a few examples, "JACOB STOP!!!!!!!!! YOUR HURTING HIM!"- this is said almost daily when my cousin is tackling the 3 dogs. "Rachel, I told you to do your work"- This is my mom telling my sister to stay focused on school. "It's NO fair" (yes they say no fair instead of not fair.) - this is said whenever my family has "family game time".

Along with all of that, we are involved with AWANA, CYT, and other church activities. AWANA stands for "approve workmen are not ashamed." and CYT stands for "Christian Youth Theater." (that explains why my family is dramatic.) We have AWANA every tuesday nights...and cramming everyone in a 7 seater car is just not right. CYT meets every thursday night, friday night, saturday (the whole day), and sunday (the whole day) this week. and boy sometimes i wish i was an only child.

Yes it's a crazy life and it's also hard to do schoolwork, but they're family and I love them.

So...tell a story. What goes on in your house? any stories you want to share?? Give me your email and I'll give you writing privileges. Thanks!