Funny Picture

Here's an interesting picture. It's when I was a lil' guy.

I'm not sure if I'm wearing make-up or not. What do you think?

Book-Report on "The White Dove"

I just read "The White Dove" which is a Lamplighter publication of this old book. It was really fascinating. In fact, I couldn't take my eyes off of it & read it straight through. Have you ever done that? Well this was my first time and it feels really satisfying to finish a book. You see, uncle Kenny always teases me for beginning a book & not finishing it. (I usually only get about halfway) Alright, enough of that, I'll just begin writing about the book now :)

The "White Dove" begins with a knight named Theobald who lives in the castle of Falkenbourg (now there's a hard name to pronounce) with his wife Othilia and his only child, Agnes, about eight years of age. They had lived happily for many years until the incident which I will describe. It began when Othilia & her daughter were sitting in a garden one fine day and then suddenly a small white dove flew in as if terrified. Well they ended up keeping the small bird and eventually tamed it so well that it would come to little Agnes whenever it was called. Agnes was delighted with her loyal companion and the two became fast friends. Then one day a widow, by the name of Rosalind, came to the castle with her daughter Emma in great distress. She told Theobald of how some cruel men were threatening to take her estates. Theobald drove them away. While he was gone, Emma & Agnes had the most joyful times. Theobald returned and told Rosalind that her foes had renounced their claims and would not come near her again. Rosalind was overjoyed at the news and thanked the knight greatly. Unfortunately Emma and Agnes were weeping bitterly and had it the hardest when parting. So that Emma would not forget her, Agnes gave her the white dove as a token. Some time after their parting, two pilgrims came to the castle where Rosalind & her daughter resided. They told of their journeys and how they were traveling home from the holy lands. Upon leaving the next day, both inquired of the mistress as to if she knew the knight Theobald & where he lived. She told them & they left for Falkenbourg. To help show them the way, she sent with them one of her servants. Interestingly, both of the pilgrims began conversing in Italian thinking that the boy only knew the German language. But it was not so. He himself was Italian and had been taken in by his mistress's husband before his death. Although he knew German well, he remembered his native tongue and understood what they were saying. Upon hearing their conversation, the boy was terrified and knew he must return and tell his mistress. You see, they were plotting to kill Theobald and massacre his castle. (This is why I couldn't stop reading it) Anyway, I think I'll let you finish the book and I'll finish this post with a happy, cute, short & sweet Goodbye.

P.S. - I think it's a great book!

For all the funniest people out there... (I expect you to tell all your friends!)

When the third-grade class went on a field trip to the circus, two boys broke away from the rest of the group and decided to look around. Before long, they came upon a trailer with a sign that read, "The Smallest Man in the World." Knocking on the door, they were astonished when a man nearly eight feet tall appeared on the doorstep.

"Isn't this the home of the World's Smallest Man?" asked the first boy.

"Yes," replied the giant. "But I'm afraid you caught me on my day off."

"Ha Ha Ha Ha!" Isn't that just hilarious!!!

-David-

So, What Have I Been Up Too???

Well let me tell ya!

First of all, I've been doing Omnibus with some of my cousin's and Uncle (teacher). Also, I've been trying to do apologetics when there's time (although that should be first). And I have been trying to listen to my iPod more. Working outside is something else. And... piano along with lessons from Alex on the mandoline. Hmmm... What else... Ah! I know! Writing class. I still gotta do the homework for that. Laundry for family is another thing. And of course, I have to find time to eat something here and there if ya know what I mean! Ha! Sooo... I will see you at Speech Club or somewhere else in the world at one point or another. Oh! Yes, I have to work on my duo that I'm doing with Kaila. That is a tough one. Okay... Goodbye Now.

To the Boys of America...

"Of course what we have a right to expect from the American boy is that he shall turn out to be a good American man. Now, the chances are strong that he wouldn't be much of a man unless he is a good deal of a boy. He must not be a coward or a weakling, a bully, a shirk or a prig. He must work hard and play hard. He must be clean-minded and clean-lived, and able to hold his own under all circumstances and against all comers. It is only on these conditions that he will grow into the kind of man of whom American can really be proud."

~Theodore Roosevelt

Who Do We Think We Are?

Who do we think we are?

We go on with life as if it revolves around us. As if we're the ones who should and must have everything there is. More and more junk. Do we really need it? Are we man-focused or are we God-focused? Are we looking at the creation or the Creator? The gifts or the Giver?

Thanksgiving has brought these questions to my mind and maybe yours too. Who do we think we are??? I ask you that. Our lives are but of little importance to the one who gave life. The sustainer of the universe. The King above all kings.


We go on with our busy lives as if they are of importance. As if all our stuff was to die for.

Who Do We Think We Are?

We must ask ourselves what and who is most important in our day to day lives. Thanksgiving has showed me that this year. That nothing else matters when God is our greatest desire and when he is our greatest focus. When we realize how insignificant we really are then, and only then, can we see how great is our God.


"For from him and through him and to him are all things. To him be glory forever. Amen." -Rom. 11:36


I haven't posted for a considerable amount of time and I just thought it fitting that I should.

Daily Joke - I'm Fine

I'm fine, I'm fine.
There's nothing whatever the matter with me,
I'm just as healthy as I can be.
I have arthritis in both of my knees,
And when I talk, I talk with a wheeze.
My pulse is weak and my blood is thin,
But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.

My teeth eventually will have to come out,
And I can't hear a word unless you shout.
I'm overweight and I can't get thin,
But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.

Arch supports I have for my feet,
Or I wouldn't be able to walk down the street.
Sleep is denied me every night,
And every morning I'm really a sight.
My memory is bad and my head's a-spin,
And I practically live on aspirin.
But I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.

The moral is, as this tale unfolds,
That for you and me who are growing old,
It's better to say, "I'm fine," with a grin
Than to let people know the shape we're in!

Happy Reformation Day!

Have a great day!

You Too!!! (inside joke)

God's Glory...

Psalm 19:1 - "The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork. (ESV)

Winter is Coming & Grass is Growing -

Yes, winter is almost here! It's a joy and a curse. You see, snow is a joy to me but a curse to other people. No, actually it's a lot of fun for younger people I guess you could say (like me) but is really cold messy for older & more mature individuals. Right? 'Cause that's how it is in my world anyway. Yes, I believe so.

Okay then, farewell!

- (I hope this post isn't too confusing. Hmmm...)