The biggest problem with socialism that no one seems to be addressing is the insatiability of people who believe they deserve freebies--free income, housing, food, health care, education, etc. The problem is greed knows no bounds. Those who espouse "free everything" are underestimating the selfishness of millions. And then what happens when the freebies run out, which … Continue reading Socialism and the greed of citizens: what happens when they want more?
Almost every day I want to leave social media, frustrated with the snarl of words and growls of dissension I see every day. But I can’t; I shouldn’t. I need to know what’s happening, how people are reacting, and what new monster is looming on the horizon needing to be addressed. As much as I’d … Continue reading When we stop thinking for ourselves, we’ll be far easier to conquer
["Lit," by the way, is the trendy way to say "cool," or "neato, daddio." Just typing that last one is totally not "lit".] These lines are what I hope none of my students will ever say about my class: These lines are also why I often read out loud to them, because even though they're 10th graders, … Continue reading Books? Thinking? Are those “lit”?
So it's barely December and already my Christmas budget is looking slim. If you're in the same boat, I've got a great deal for you: ALL of my books--THE ENTIRE SERIES OF 8--for only $3.96 for the download. That's . . . (*she pulls up her calculator on the laptop*) .495 cents per book! (really … Continue reading Tight Christmas budget? Buy 8 books for $3.96 which is only…umm (someone help me with the math) pretty darn cheap for books!
It took Zelda at my church inadvertently shaming my copper bottom pots to help me realize that often we live lower than we should. It started when we were cleaning up after a meal at our church. In the corner had sat a copper-bottom pot, unclaimed for months. Zelda picked it up and frowned. “Disgraceful! … Continue reading She shamed my copper bottom pots, and now I see how everything can be so much better
In my experience, those who become defensive and angry in a discussion are those who aren't sure their position is correct. They respond with anger when they're afraid of being found out, when they're afraid they might be wrong. That's always been a good reminder for me when I find my ire raising: something's not … Continue reading Defensiveness arises when we suspect we may be wrong
“You’re sophomores now,” I told my new batch of high school students last week, “which means you’re realizing that there’s more going on than you used to think. For example, you’ve been lied to since kindergarten. Answer me this: what color is the sky?” I’ve written about this debate in my first books, and carry the … Continue reading “The sky is blue.” We’ve been giving our kids fake news since kindergarten, and why that’s a growing problem
My past forests have been pathetic. In 2015 when we lived in Utah, I wanted a real forest even though we lived in a desert. I was in the middle of writing this series and it seemed wrong that I didn’t have a real Forest at the Edge of my yard. So we created one that summer … Continue reading The Forest at the Edge of My Yard (or, whatever you’re asked to sacrifice will eventually be no sacrifice at all)
I woke up dreaming of a battered book. I’d been thumbing through it and wincing that poor-quality sticky notes had left yellow squares on pages, along with what I suspected was coffee or soda splotches. And that brown smear? Oh, I hoped it was chocolate. I sighed in frustration. Not that long ago the book … Continue reading The worth of battered books, and us (plus a sneak peek into Book 8)
My inner anthropologist compelled me on Saturday night to go to our high school and witness a cultural phenomenon called “walking out.” At proms in the west, this doesn’t occur. But here in Downeast Maine it’s the event of the year. Before the prom begins, the juniors (even though all grades were invited) link arms … Continue reading I used to think prom was a waste of time and money, but last weekend I realized why we need it (and a sneak peek to book 8)