Facebook post from Dion

I just have to share this message Dion posted on  Facebook.  It fits my Gratitude Attitude game

perfectly.

Dion

To be grateful is to recognize the Love of God in everything He has given us - and He has given us everything. Every breath we draw is a gift of His love & grace.
Gratitude therefore takes nothing for granted, is never unresponsive, is constantly awakening to new wonder. For the grateful person is a happy person, not by hearsay but by experience. And that is what makes all the difference.”

Sunday Snippets-- A Catholic Carnival

Come one, come all, to Sunday Snippets  ! Thanks to RAnn for hosting!  I've discovered some wonderful blogs here.  How about sharing yours?

Semper Gaudete!: Throwback Thursday

Semper Gaudete!: Ethnically Exclusive Clubs

Semper Gaudete!: Hamantashen, and More Hamantashen

Semper Gaudete!: This Week's Fan Fiction

Semper Gaudete!: Books Read in the Past Week

Books Read in the Past Week

Books read for the first time are marked with a #

"In This House of Brede,"
by Rumer Godden
[fiction]
{Sunday Book}

"The Baby-Sitters Club # 1: Kristy's Great Idea" #

by Ann M. Martin

[children's fiction]

{carried over from last week}

(openlibrary.org loan)
(I like "Yours Turly, Shirley,"
and "Slam Book" better.)


"Luv @ First Site"
by Tess Kindig
[children's fiction, Protestant (denomination(s) unspecified)
 "todaysgirls.com" series, (created by Terry K. Brown)]


"Carola Storms the Chalet School"
"The Wrong Chalet School"
"Shocks for the Chalet School"

by Elinor M. Brent-Dyer
[children's fiction, Chalet School series]

"Mother Mason" #

by Bess Streeter Aldrich

[fiction]

(In "Bess Streeter Aldrich Anthology"

Amazon Kindle Book)

"Me Me Me Me Me Me
Not a Novel"
by M. E. Kerr 
[autobiography]
{carrying over into next week}

"The Woman's Club" #
by Olive Thorne Miller
[non-fiction]
(free Google book)
{carrying over into next week}

This Week's Fan Fiction

One Careless Moment

An "Another World" story

New chapter added

This Is a Work of Fan Fiction

A humorous "As The World Turns" story

Hamantashen, and More Hamantashen

The Jewish holiday, Purim, begins this evening.  I took the precaution of ordering some hamantashen from amazon.com, because this year I have no Jewish neighbors to bring me any.  I'm saving them for tonight and tomorrow.

I remember one year when Mom and I received so many hamantashen that we had to put most of them in the freezer; so many that we were still eating them at Chanukkah!

Ethnically Exclusive Clubs

I remember the time one of my high school teachers asked what we thought about ethnically exclusive clubs.

Up went my hand.

"Yes, Rochelle?" 

"It depends," I said.  "If everyone in the club has the same ethnic background, for example, if all of them are of Italian descent, then that is a group of people getting together to celebrate a common heritage.  And that is something very good. But if it is, let's say, a "whites only" or "no Jews allowed" or "no Italians allowed", like some Country Clubs, then it's wrong, and, I think, immature. Clubs like that make me think of a bunch of little kids saying (I sing-songed the next part)

"Nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah!  We've got a club and you can't be in it."

Throwback Thursday

Originally posted on December 4th, 2010

Amusement Park
I grew up within walking distance of Coney Island, but even closer to my apartment building, 
just down the block and across the street, was a small, but to a child, wonderful, amusement park.
I can't count the times my grandpa and I would walk down there.
The place was understaffed, with the workers going from ride 
to ride. I can't remember a time when all of the rides were
running at once.  I remember waiting by, for example, the tilt-a-whirl 
(my all-time favorite ride)... and waiting and waiting and waiting
There was one particular ride which I'd never been on, and really
wanted to try . It's funny, considering how I longed to ride that
ride, that I have forgotten which one it was.
I was sooooo disappointed when the operator told me that I was too young.
"You have to be in school to go on this ride." 
I answered that I was in school, and the man scolded me for lying.
"But I am in school! I'm in NURSERY school!" 
Grandpa told him off for calling me a liar, and then we walked  over to another ride. 
As much as I loved going with my Grandpa, however, I longed for the time when
I would be old enough to go by myself. Like so many other little girls,
I wanted, oh HOW I wanted, to be thought of as a BIG girl.
But by the time I was old enough, the rides were gone.
"They paved paradise, and put up a parking lot."