The Social Porcupine

Imagine being the oldest of twelve children and fifty plus cousins. You aren't sure if it is due to experience or your innate nature, but you are quite good at bossing all these "youngsters". You get huge things done with numbers at your disposal. You create economies and you are the bankster, your siblings and cousins your working class (or the counterfeiters).  Everyone honors you and burdens you with trust. But you are also the first one in trouble if something does go wrong.  Now imagine being told, "They are all looking up to you. Whatever you do they will do ten times worse."  You wish to wear a skirt that might show your knees if you sit down. "Yes, it's not that immodest," you are told. "But... if I allow you to wear that your little sister will want to wear a mini skirt when she is your age."  If you do this , they will want to that .  Be an example, you are told. It's even Biblical. You can't argue with it. And yet... an...

All the books I've accidently acquired in Germany. Another tag from the Doorman , and here are his rules: Las Reglas parra Tag:  Regla Uno:   Thank the blogger who tagged you and provide a link to their post.  Regla Dos:  Answer the inquires, including any added ones by means of "Regla Seis".  Regla Tres:  Always use your own characters. No exception, unless you don't actually have sibling characters (in which case you need to go write up some) or you don't write (in which case you need to start ASAP).   Regla Quatro:  Tag three other bloggers.  Regla Cinco:  If you happen to have any siblings who blog, they are automatically tagged and cannot count towards your three. Regla Seis:  Add one question or prompt to the list of questions the person before you answered relating to siblings and/or characters. Answer the question, and provide a list of all the questions of that you answered so far (So, for example, some...

Vern Lead's An Adventure Vern allowed himself to eat his porridge slowly, enjoying the taste and warmth of every bite. It wasn't often that he could just sit and eat and think of nothing stressful. But he allowed himself that pleasure on most Sundays. I should –, stressful thoughts of all he needed to do broke free through his mind. But no – Lucy said even the mind needed a break. He slaved over books and work the entire week. Sure, there was always more to do. But he still lost much sleep over what he was able to do. All the children sat around the table eating noisily, talking and laughing and singing. He enjoyed his own silence – not speaking. But the others' sounds felt like a soothing tonic – happiness was good. But then someone said his name. Vern sighed, knowing he'd need to answer back. “Do you think we can still visit the shack today?” Ann asked. Vern smiled finding talking wasn't that bad after all, “Sure – who all wants to go?” ...

Siblings sometimes have weird, random conversations. A lot of the times they can be very hilarious. So funny that you have got to share them ;) So, that is just what I'm going to do. The other night we were on our way youth group when the following occurred: – by the way, our youth group is one of the few good youth groups lol ;b, as most of the kids going are home-schooled. People: Mom Me Jonathan (18) Jerushah (17) Jesse (15) Beckah Jo (14) Josiah (13) And other little ones…. Jonathan: I'm going to make this bumper sticker that says, “Tough cowboys don't drink. They say no.” Everyone: *chattering about what we think about it, changing the wording, thinking of better ways to word it. We tell mom to turn the radio down, and tell her of Jonathan's 'brilliant' idea.* Me: But it's actually not true. Mom: Yes. It's not tough to drink. Jerushah and Beckah Jo: *knowing what I'm going to say some how* They drink milk, ...