Five Minute Friday—Left

‘Why left behind in this skill?’ This was my thought as I read our word prompt for today.

Just what does that mean? The fine art of writing in cursive. It is not taught to our students anymore, and has not been for many years. But why? Why is it not taught?

I have not heard one legitimate reason for our young people being left out of this important skill and artistic expression. I have yet to meet someone who thinks it is a good idea.

Talking to a young woman who was out at a nice restaurant with her teenage nephew only proves my point of this lack in education of our youth. She was reading and thinking outloud about the delicious items on the menu. Which, by the way, was printed entirely in cursive. Her nephew told her he could not read any of it!

This, gentle reader, is a set-up for failure. My husband gave a written note to the young man clerk at the bank this week. He handed it back to my husband and asked him to read it for him. He couldn’t read the cursive...

I thought school was supposed to help set our students up for success?

Five Minute Friday Writing Prompt—Work

Work, here is a word with many differing ideas about it. I have ‘worked’ and successfully run our household for nearly forty-five years. Yet many folk do not consider this ‘work.’ Keeping a smooth running home is not real popular—never really has been, except perhaps during the ‘Leave it to Beaver’ days. At any rate it is my business, and I run it as such.

I do however have a one-day-a-week job outside my house. I say it helps me keep polite. It is a grand little job taking tours through the oldest home in town. I grew up in the tourist business, so it is a good fit.

My work at home has been a great success. Being my own boss, (wearing flip-flops all day!), setting my own hours schedule gives me flexibility to help in our community and church. There is a lot of freedom I could have never enjoyed with an outside job.

In all work there is profit. Proverbs 14:23

Abram’s Delight—oldest home in Winchester.

Write 28 Day Challenge—#6 Beliefs

Of all the prompts for this writing challenge, this one is my favorite—Beliefs. Beliefs, or lack thereof, are held by every human being on earth. In truth, even no belief is a belief. We get to choose what beliefs we will hold onto or let go.

Because our country is a melting pot of many peoples from all around the globe, beliefs vary greatly. Our Declaration of Independence recognizes this fact and the freedom to pursue them in the Preamble:

“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.”

Is this remarkable truth even taught to our children anymore? Where is an argument in this Preamble? Who among us do not hold this belief? If we are not “…endowed by our Creator with certain unalienable rights,” then who or what or where do these rights come? How unsettling to think any American not holding this belief near and dear to themselves and family.

In the history of civilization this is a radical thought. A driving force in humanity is to gain power and control. Especially for those already in power. It is very seductive. It is for this reason our forefathers drafted The Declaration of Independence the way they did. They declared us a free people, with our God given rights. The role of government is to be a protector of these rights, not the grantor.

I was young and now I am old. I have witnessed our rights being slowly, methodically stripped away. This ought to cause much concern for every thinking American. A few questions for thought: Do you know what The Declaration of Independence states? The American Constitution? How about The Bill of Rights? May I suggest you take the time to re-visit them? And teach your children them as well?

“…that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom-and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.” —Gettysburg Address, Abraham Lincoln

God bless America, land that I love…