26 Years and Counting
by Katren Hepworth
Married, with Children
Hello! And welcome to the Kazzete! I am sorry I have not written, but the excitement of the holidays made me forget! I won"t now, though!
It is March, and the writer of the Kazette, is turning twelve on march eighth! She can hardly wait!
Humor
A man walked into a restaurant. He walked up to the counter and waited for a clerk to come up.
"How may I help you?" The clerk asked.
"I am here to see if you will give me a free pop. I am very thirsty, and if I can touch my left eye to my back spine, will you give me that drink?" The man replied.
The clerk thought that that would be impossible, no one can do that. So he agreed.
The man pulled out his left GLASS eye, and put it on his spine. "There you go! You owe me one drink!" The man cried victoriously.
"How?" The clerk wondered. "Now you have to put your right elbow onto your tongue."
"Okay." The man replied happily. He then took off his fake arm, and put it to his tongue. He won the free pop.
Poem of the Month
Tied Down
"They tie you down," a woman said, whose cheeks should have been flaming red, with shame to speak of children so.
"When babies come you cannot go in search of pleasure with your friends, And all your happy wandering ends.
The things you like, you cannot do for babies make a slave of you."
I looked at her and said, "Tis true that children make a slave of you, and tie you down with many a knot, But have you ever thought of what it is of happiness and pride that little babies have you tied?
Do you not miss the greater joys that come with little girls and boys?
They tie you down to laughter rare, to hours of smiles and hours of care, to nights of watching and to fears--
Sometimes they tie you down to tears, and then repay you with a smile that makes your troubles all worth while.
They tie you fast to chubby feet, and cheeks of pink and kisses sweet.
They fasten you with chords of love to God divine who reigns above, they tie you whereso'er you roam unto the little place called home.
And over sea or railroad track they tug at you and bring you back.
The happiest people in the town are those that babies have tied down.
Oh, go your selfish way and free, but hampered I would rather be, yes, rather than a kingly crown I would be what you term 'tied down.'
Tied to dancing eyes and charms, held fast by chubby dimpled arms, The fettered slave of girl and boy and win from them earth's finest joy."
Edgar A. Guest 1881-1959
Submissions
Book Reading Contest
Try to read at least seventy books in the year 2008, and when you finish, tell me by email. Send your name, your age, and your gender, along with the day you finished book seventy (or if you read more!), and I'll put it in the Kazette!
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Bible Verse of the Month
For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor power, nor things present, nor things to come,
Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of god, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Romans 8:38 and 39
Recipe of the Month
Soft Rolls
- Melt ½ cup margarine in 1 cup boiling water.
- Add 1 teaspoon salt and ½ cup sugar.
- Beat 2 eggs well. Add to the water.
- Add 1 package dry yeast. (Mom usually waits until the yeast starts to bubble before adding the flour.)
Generally 4 to4 ½ cups of flour are needed. The dough is fairly stiff, but definitely not dry. Let the dough rise, then stir it down with a spoon. Leave it to rise a second time. Stir down again. After it"s been left to rise a third time, put the covered bowl in the fridge. Do not stir down the third time.
The dough works nicely if it"s allowed to rise all one day; put in the fridge overnight, then roll and cut them the next morning. Fold the "buns" in half and butter, then bake at 325 degrees until brown.
