What is Wisdom

People who listen a lot are ofter considered wise. People who don't talk a lot are considered wise. People who are old are considered wise, "presumably they have more experience". People who are rich and/or are famous are considered either LUCKY or WISE.

SO what is wisdom..... In my BRAVADO opinion.. It is POWER+SUCCESS.... If you manage to get power and succeed in whatever your objectives are, then you are considered to be wise. If a person proposed to a financially successful entity/person a NEW AND PROSPEROUS WAY OF LIFE (without undue effort) then they would expect so many operational details in order to make their assessment.

In the case of our assessment, there is no way to promote the idea that we were incompetent and slightly innacruate in tems as to what is required from him fore we bring building inspectifs.

Cupcake Poker

Cupcake Poker by Daphne Anne , Contest #200807

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With fingerprint in hand, Mama flung open the kitchen door. It hit the outside of the trailer house with a crash.

Both
of us looked up from where we were playing around in the dirt patch
that served as our front yard. Seeing Mama in the doorway with one hand
on her hip and the other holding a cupcake, my brother immediately hit
the brakes on our big red trike. Since I’d been riding shotgun behind
him, this abrupt jolt sent me toppling off the tricycle onto the hard
pan.

“Just WHICH one of you belongs to this FINGERPRINT?”

I
was puzzled. What Mama was holding looked like a cupcake to me. Mama
glared at me, at Chris, back at me, then finally at Chris.

“Before
my nap, there were twenty-four perfectly frosted cupcakes on the
kitchen table ready for tomorrow's bake sale.” She continued glaring.
Something about the confused look on my face caused her to focus the
investigation on my little brother. “Christopher Robbin! Did you leave
your fingerprint pressed into the top of every single one of my
twenty-four cupcakes?” 

Solemnly shaking his head he answered, “No, Mama, I didn’t leave fingerprints. Those’re thumbprints.”

Checked Out!

A library card is a like a magic ticket: €”you never know where it will take you!

My parent’s€™ words; A right of passage in our house was writing your name for the very first time, all by yourself, on your very own library card.

With one teacher’s salary and six kids, those library cards were our equivalent of the old Disneyland E-ticket. We rode those book adventures throughout the week, then came back for more the next Saturday afternoon.

Offering even more than books, the library became a work-study treasure trove; it paid most of my college tuition. What a dream job; being surrounded by books and the thoughts of thousands of writers.

Looking out the window on the first day of summer school, I noticed that across the courtyard from my classroom was the library. This sixth grade teacher went right over and checked out something that caught my eye . . . the librarian!

How many librarians do you know who were born in a public library? I was fascinated. Found out later that the building was a hospital before it was a library, but it made a good story.

Magic or not, that’s where I found my own true love. I checked him out, €”never returned him and that was 26 years ago!

Daphne Richardson