A 90yr old’s wisdom to the young
Written by Regina Brett, 90 years old, of Plain Dealer, Cleveland , Ohio. “To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It is the most requested column I’ve ever written.My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more: 1. Life isn’t fair, but it’s…
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When I Was Eight
In Grade 3, I was chosen to play the lead role in our musical, “Little Gypsy Gay” (In those days, ‘gay’ had a completely different meaning. Then it meant happy, bright and carefree. It was also a popular girls’ name.)
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When I Was Seven
During January, Mum took us to swimming lessons. I hated those lessons…
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When I Was Six (#2)
I was about six years old when Dad installed our new toilet. No more frightening runs out into the dark night (we would have eaten our carrots to help us see better, too) across the creepy expanse of the back yard to the little corrugated iron house in the corner, generally termed ‘the Dunny’.
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When I Was Six #1
Breaking God’s 8th Commandment When I was six, my Mum used to give me sixpence for pocket money- one penny for every year of my life. My older brother Kevin, got eight pence because he was eight. Neil and Alan were too little to get any just then.
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Can I Miss God’s Plan For My Life?
We recently held a Panel Service in our pm service on the topic ‘God’s Plan For My Life’. One of the questions asked was “Can I miss God’s plan for my life?” The panel answered unanimously, “Yes!” Here are a few further thoughts on how we can miss God’s plan for our life:
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When I Was Five
She was beautiful, she was twenty-two and she shared my name! She had long dark hair and a beautiful warm smile. She sat on the little Sunday School chair while we sat at her feet listening to her tell us a story. Adrienne was my idol. I wanted to be just like her.
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When I Was Four
My Dad and I set off through the crowds of people at the Melrose Show. Being so little, I held his hand as we negotiated the bewildering maze of grown up legs…
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When I Was Three…
Dad stood at the top of the ladder in my bedroom, paintbrush in hand…
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What is the feast of Epiphany?
While visiting little villages in Germany, we came across several doors with 20*C*B*M*11 written on them in chalk. We asked our host, “What does this mean?”
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