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My First Blog Post

Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken.

— Oscar Wilde.

This is the first post on my new blog. I’m just getting this new blog going, so stay tuned for more. Subscribe below to get notified when I post new updates.

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Best Story of the Week…September 17th

As I emerged from my local market, an elderly man lost his balance, bracing himself against the side of the store. A kid, who was perched in front with a coffee cup, asking for change, dropped it, to help the old man. I was very moved at what I saw and heard next. The old […]

Best Story of the Week…September 17th
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That was the message. Mrs ponder Chuckled fondly at them too.

But now it seemed the pirriwee public parents were misbehaving. She got to the window and pushed aside the lace curtain.

The school had recently paid for a window guard after a cricket ball had smashed the glass and nearly knocked out Marie Antoinette.( A group of 3 years boys had given her a hand-painted apology card, which she kept on her fridge )

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Big little lies

“How are you this morning?” she always called out if she was on the front porch with a cup of tea or watering the front garden as they went by.

“Busy,Mrs. Ponder! Frantic!” they always called back, trotting along, yanking their children’s arms. They were pleasant and friendly and just a touch condescending because they couldn’t help it. She was so old! They were so busy!

The fathers, and there were more and more of them doing the school run these days, were different. They rarely hurried, strolling past with a measured casualness. No big deal. All under control.

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Big little lies

“How are you this morning?”she always Called out if she was on the front porch with a cup of tea or watering the front garden as they went by.

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Big Little lies

Mother took their mothering so seriously now. Their frantic little faces. Their busy little bottoms strutting into the school in their right gym gear. Ponytails swinging. Eyes fixed on the mobile phones held in the palms of their hands like compasses. It made Wrs.ponder laugh .fondly though. Her three daughters, although older, were exactly the same. And they were all so pretty.

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Following Ch 1

“Let’s go see what’s going on,”said Mrs. Ponder briskly. She was feeling nervous and therefore behaving briskly in front of the cat , the same way she’d once done with her children when her husband was away and there were strange noises in the night.

Mrs. Ponder heaved herself up with the help of her Walker. Marie Antoinette slide her slippery body comfortingly in between Mrs. Ponder’s legs (she wasn’t feeling for the brisk act ) as she pushed the Walker down the Hallway to the back of the house.

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She could hear people shouting. Angry hollers crashed through the quiet, cold night air. It was somehow hurtful for Mrs. Ponder to hear , as if all that rage were directed at her. ( Mrs. Ponder had grown up with an angry mother.)

“goodness me. Do you think they’re arguing over the capital of Guatemala?No? I don’t either. We should Google it. Don’t sneer at me.”

Marie Antoinette sniffed.

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