If I were an Eagle,
I'd sore up above,
And dive for mullet that spread like doves.
I'd head for my chicks that fuss and kick to feed on what I've brought home.
Now dinners complete.
If I were an Eagle,
I'd sore up above.
You just never know what's going on in the life of this 10 year-old boy!
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
How to Make Blessing Cookies
1. Mix in your ingredients.
2. Flatten the dough onto a hard surface.
Make sure the dough is very thin.
3. Using a glass cup, cut out circles in the dough.
4. In whatever way you want make the bible verses on 1/2 inch by 2 1/2 inch peaces of paper.
5. Fold the circles in half with the bible verses in them. Squeeze the shapes shut at the top.
6. Put them in the oven for ten minutes.
7. Rap the cookies in some type of foil. ingredients
1 cup of margarine
1/2 cup of sugar
1 egg
3 1/2 cups of flour
1/2 tsp of baking powder
2 tsp of vanilla extract
5. Fold the circles in half with the bible verses in them. Squeeze the shapes shut at the top.
6. Put them in the oven for ten minutes.
7. Rap the cookies in some type of foil. ingredients
1 cup of margarine
1/2 cup of sugar
1 egg
3 1/2 cups of flour
1/2 tsp of baking powder
2 tsp of vanilla extract
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Chimney Rock
On our way home from the New Wine Skins missionary conference in North Carolina, we went to Chimney Rock to take a brake from our busy schedule. The town is named after a rock that is on the side of a mountain, and shaped like a chimney. My dad wanted to go on it but we didn't have much time. There was a river that ran by the town as well as lots of shops, restaurants, and sites. When we were there, it was quiet, but it is probably busy in the summer.
Across the street from the shops was a little bridge that lead to an island in the middle of the river. It moved like a fast car, and when my dad and I dipped our faces in its water, it felt good as it tasted sweet!
I felt sad when we left North Carolina. I will miss the places and mountain scenery.
This is my grandfather and great grandfather at Chimney Rock in the 1950's.
Across the street from the shops was a little bridge that lead to an island in the middle of the river. It moved like a fast car, and when my dad and I dipped our faces in its water, it felt good as it tasted sweet!
After that, Emory, Peter John, and I each got 10 dollars to spend in two shops. Out of both places I got some postcards, a Confederate flag, and a giant glider. Peter John got a sling shot, an American pin, and a set of cowboys and Indians. Emory Bought two pistols, a sheriff badge, and a cowboy hat. I thought it was neat that my dad went there and bought the same things when he was a kid.
I felt sad when we left North Carolina. I will miss the places and mountain scenery.
This is my grandfather and great grandfather at Chimney Rock in the 1950's.
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Wildlife Poems
Great Blue Heron
He wades in the water
Like a poised soldier.
A beak like a saber,
He gigs schools of fish.
His body, a sheath
When he's done for the day.
He'll fly to his base in a place faraway.
His babies are waiting for their skirmish of fish
While calling to Daddy,
"Me first! Me first!"
Nature's Navy
Dolphin,
A mammal.
Abides in the sea.
Uses his sonar
Like a submarine.
Where have the fish gone?
He beaches them.
On the seagrassy shore.
Salutes people
He meets on the way
To cruise the creek
And frolic all day.
He wades in the water
Like a poised soldier.
A beak like a saber,
He gigs schools of fish.
His body, a sheath
When he's done for the day.
He'll fly to his base in a place faraway.
His babies are waiting for their skirmish of fish
While calling to Daddy,
"Me first! Me first!"
Nature's Navy
Dolphin,
A mammal.
Abides in the sea.
Uses his sonar
Like a submarine.
Where have the fish gone?
He beaches them.
On the seagrassy shore.
Salutes people
He meets on the way
To cruise the creek
And frolic all day.
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