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Unfinished

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Checking out "Posts" in this blog's admin and management area, I discovered that I had seventy draft posts to sort through. None of them were complete blogposts and most were just early versions of successfully published posts. However, I also stumbled across the beginnings of a story. It has the feel of a spooky tale. Soon after I retired from full time teaching, I joined a project that saw me visiting three challenging Sheffield secondary schools - working with individual pupils to boost their English skills.  Unsurprisingly, it was called The One-to-One Project. One of children I worked with was a thirteen year old boy called Colby. Led by his ideas and word choices, we began to craft a scary story together. For some technical reason that I don't recall, we used a "new post" page from this blog to save the writing during development.  Working in tandem, he was stimulated by the process but the story itself was never finished. It was slow going a...

island

 I needed to remind myself. It is not conformity or popularity I seek. The cross and the center of His will can be a very lonely place. No man is an island. Thomas Merton you had it right. The island is where I find myself. Trying to guard my heart. My tongue. I surrender every day. Praying it sticks.  Learning to  Not repay  Disrespect  With the The like Living out The commandments Gets harder  By the day The entitlement  Of man Seems to increase With each dollar Of added wealth A wrong Multiplied By another Whether justified Leaves one No better Than the perpetrator  Love me enough  To give it Away freely from R's rue https://ift.tt/j29FKgE

Amen

 No TV For a week  And limited  Social presence  Made me Content  More Than I’d like  To admit  Engaging  With everyday humans  Not inflated thoughts  And hubris  Seven days  Is all It takes  For you Lord from R's rue https://ift.tt/PjK9ThV