Singing: “this is my story, this is my song, praising my savior all the day long” I bob on rough dirt trails etched in the grass like hundreds of overlapping dead snakes. I invited a friend, but in the end I went by my lonesome. First I pedaled past the main park, climbed around at the jungle gym with the ten year old’s, and raced at the dirt jumps by the stadium. Finally I met the trails end and turned around after crossing a bridge.
I stopped, ate some apples and watched some territorial hissing geese. I met a unicycle rider, went home, climbed a tree, ate another apple, wrote this, and now I will wash my sweaty, dirty, tensed up body and sleep. Thank God for rest, beauty, and his Son.

Finished! The term is over! Welcome Spring break! I can almost feel air combing my hair as I ice-skate, or better yet, typing the last word of a book. Or simply going on a bike ride. Skates, books, friends, resting on the roof, working with my pa, sitting down to dinner after a long day, watching my families faces through steam rising off of rice, beans, cheese and corn. My cousins are coming to town, and I am verily exited.
The very words you read where being typed in the Library. Me leaning back, smiling at the face of glorious freedom ahead, and thinking of how good it feels to have whipped those final tests into shape. A’s are what I hope for, B’s are probably what I’ll get. Don’t let me trick you into thinking I did not enjoy class and homework. I learned a tremendous amount of math, writing, and music. The instructors where some of the best (except maybe music) and they where all smart.
Now what should I do? Invite my friends, Tim and Matt, over? Read a book and eat? Or keep on blabbering as usual. I guess I’ll encourage Renae to turn in her final essay and kick back, relax, and enjoy the very idea of doing something new.

Rubbing, rolling, rollicking cats! Big cats, small cats, soft cats, orange cats! White cats, black cats, white AND Black cats. My grandma has nine cats, all with very interesting personalities. read more »

The excitement built up like one block upon another. Then, when I saw my little baby cousin for the first time, the small tower of excitement burst up into a sky scraper. I couldn’t stop smiling as I wiggled her ear lobe. Everyone laughed. I laughed. It’s contagious.
My cousin ENTERED the world! read more »

When I went rummaging through some photos… …I found an old photo of a group of youthful teenagers. For the sake of nostalgia here is how you are remembered:

There ya go Hope we can get back in contact some day

Yours Sincerly,
Nathan