Usual 'Bill-of Fare' ~ you know, Violence, Abuse, Death and Various Forms
of Mayhem and Misadventure!!
Our Goal here is to Offer Visitors Good News! - News that Portrays the kinds of
things which Make Us Feel Good about Ourselves and Others, Give Us a Sense
of Optimism and/or Offer Us Ideas of Positive Possibility!
To this end, below is an Email Address to which you may
Forward your Good News! Stories ~
Sheguiandah Address by 'Regular Mail' ~
British Columbia.
My Uncle Lorne, her husband, died of cancer just over a year ago and the past year of
reckoning and adjustment has been a difficult one for Aunt Betts. She too has had
cancer and has regularly scheduled checkups with an oncologist.
At her most recent checkup she wanted the oncologist to examine her upper arms (left and
right), as she had found two noticeable "growths". The oncologist carefully and
attentively examined both arms for obvious reasons. The conclusion is the Good News!
part of this story. My Aunt Betts has developed/enhanced her bicep muscles. How?
She has a canine friend, who lives down the street from her (she, herself, has no dog at
present) and she regularly goes for a walk with this pooch, who she describes as being a
good medium size and as being the one who is taking her for a walk. So, her arm gets
tired of the pulling and she switches arms - hence the symetrical development of biceps!
I must admit that as she was telling this story to me my funny bone was well activated
and I probably laughed too hard - and did not attend enough to the concern/anticipation
that she must have felt at presenting her "growths" to the oncologist for examination. The
outcome was "strike one for the Good News!-Side", and Much Deserved by Aunt Betts!
SLaf>
Water Lily ~ Beaver Marsh,Manitoulin Island
One Sunday, sitting on the side of the highway waiting
to catch speeding drivers,
a State Police Officer sees a car puttering along at 22 MPH.
He thinks to himself,
"This driver is just as dangerous as a speeder!" So he turns
on his lights and pulls the driver over.
Approaching the car, he
notices that there are five old ladies - two in the front
seat and three in the back - wide eyed and white as ghosts. The driver,
obviously
confused, says to him, "Officer, I don't understand, I was doing
exactly the speed
limit! I always go exactly the speed limit. What seems to be the
problem?"
"Ma'am," the officer
replies, "you weren't speeding, but you should know that
driving slower than the speed limit can also be a danger to other
drivers."
"Slower than the speed
limit? No sir, I was doing the speed limit exactly!
Twenty-two miles an hour!" the old woman says a bit proudly.
The State Police
officer, trying to contain a chuckle explains to her that "22"
was the route number, not the speed limit.
A bit embarrassed, the
woman grinned and thanked the officer for pointing out
her error.
"But before I let you
go, Ma'am, I have to ask . . . Is everyone in this car OK?
These women seem awfully shaken and they haven't muttered a single peep
this
whole time," the officer asks with concern.
"Oh, they'll be all
right in a minute officer. We just got off Route 119!"
I teach. As the officer asked for my license and registration, my students began
to drive past. Some honked their horns, others hooted, and, still others, stopped
to admonish me for speeding.
Finally the officer asked me if I was a teacher at the school, and I told him I
was.
"I think you've paid your debt to society," he said with a smile, and left
without giving me a ticket.
Eye of the Beholder, Manitoulin Island
would visit my Mother from time to time in order to bring her some
magazines to read and to chat. She did this for years, and would always
come around ten o'clock in the morning. Every time she visited my
Mother she would find my Dad in his housecoat, due to the fact that he
was a afternoon-shift worker and was, therefore, a late-riser.
The elderlyWoman never once saw my Dad in his street clothes, until
one afternoon in a local shopping mall. Shocked to finally see my Dad
'normally' dressed, the elderly woman loudly said, "So That's What
You Look Like With Your Clothes On!"
A friend and I stayed at a Calgary hotel while attending a convention.
Since we weren't used to the big city, we were concerned about our Safety.
The first night we placed a chair against the door and stacked our luggage
on it. To complete the barricade, we put the trash can on top. If an intruder
tried to break in, we'd be sure to hear him anyway!
Around 1:30 a.m. there was a knock on our room door.
"Who is it?" my friend asked nervously.
"Honey," a woman on the other side yelled, "I hate to bother you at this hour,
but you left your key in the door!"
Each kindly act takes root;
And every bit of love we sow
In time will bear its fruit.
Manitoulin Island-Radio.Net
PO Box 79
Sheguiandah, Ontario P0P 1W0
Canada
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