Poetry ( Reader's Request )

This request comes from Ms. Michelle, asking if I write poetry. Yes, I do write poetry. It's funny you should ask, because the think a thought after this one ( which I started before I got the request ) was going to have a poem in it anyway. Here are some poems about things I have been thinking about, or just popped into my head.

Ode to Lucky

Lucky, Lucky, my dog of chance,
You were the one that did not prance,
I held you last but chose you first,
My choice was for better and not for the worst.
At first you were tired and lonesome too,
I was about to give up on you,
But something happened overnight,
The next day you were alright!
You started to play and run around,
And that was when my love unbound,
You retrieved my lonely heart,
And I will love you till we part.

Ode to Barkley

Barkley, Barkley, you were a brave dog,
Fun-loving and sweet,
What could go wrong?
I was just 3, and you were 11,
And by the time I was 4,
 You'd be in heaven,
Bone cancer came and stole you away,
The sun did not shine bright that day,
But I'll always remember you as you are,
A dog of great honor, you shine like a star.

Why You Should Never Lie ( Reader's Request )

This request comes again from Mr. Wayne C., asking: Why shouldn't you lie? Well, Wayne, that's a good question, and here is your long and fully-detailed answer.

You should never lie, especially not to your parents, because it shows a lack of honor. It makes people think you are rude and sneaky, and it brings shame to you and your family. Liars are always found out, no matter what. Even if you tell the truth, people might think you are lying if you have a bad reputation for it. I will use this well-known story as an example.

The Little Boy Who Cried Wolf

Once upon a time, in a small village, there was a boy named Tommy. He thought it would be a fine prank on the villagers if he pretended a fierce wolf was chasing him. So after a few times, he had pulled the prank off, and every time people came running out, only to discover Tommy laughing. Now, one day, a wolf really WAS chasing Tommy, so he called out for help. Now the townspeople thought it was another prank, and didn't come out to look. The boy was eaten by the wolf, and learned that you don't lie.

Well, now you know why you should never ever lie. I have learned that lesson, and hopefully you will too. Everyone lies once in their life. If you tell the person the truth, even if they won't like it, you will be better off then if you lie to them.

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Famous Fudge Recipe- Halloween Special

Hi there! Me and my Mom were making fudge today, and it gave me a great idea for my think a thought. The fudge is so scrumptious, I decided that you too can make this treat! I will give you the full recipe from the box for the time, the ingredients, right down to the pan size. Please take caution, you might fall down when you taste how good this is!

The Recipe:

Ingredients:
5 cups sugar
2 small 5 oz. cans of evaporated milk
1/4 lb. butter or margerine
1 19 oz. jar of marshmallow fluff
1 tsp. salt
1 1/2 tsp. vanilla
1 cup walnuts ( optional )
2 12 oz. bags of chocolate chips
... mixed together with one over-flowing cup of love!


Instructions:
1: Combine first five ingredients in large saucepan. Stir over low heat until blended.
2: Bring to boil over moderate heat, being careful not to mistake escaping air bubbles for boiling. Then boil slowly. Stirring constantly for five minutes. ( use soft ball test )
3: Remove from heat. Stir in chocolate and vanilla ( and nuts if used ) until chocolate is melted. Pour into 2 buttered 9x9 inch pans and cool. Yeild: Approximately 5 lb.
4: Enjoy this tasty treat, and don't forget to lick the spoon!

Cook's tips: Leave the fudge in your freezer over night. In the mid-afternoon, take fudge out of freezer and cut it. Serve immediately after cutting or wait for later.
 

I hope you enjoy this fun recipe for fudge. I enjoy making it .... and eating it! Hopefully you will enjoy it too.

Later,
Maddie

The Life of Lucky

" Why do people always look at ME when they smell something? I mean really, I don't do it that much." "Oh, hello. I am Lucky. ( Ok, it's not really Lucky, it's me, Maddie, as usual, but I am writing as if I am Lucky.)" Today has been a typical dog day for me. Going outside, sleeping, eating, and playing. But, in every typical day for me, there is always adventure. 

I went out in the woods with my mistress, and I got her lost. But it was an accident, of course. I had picked up a really good scent, and I had to see what it was. I think it was my girlfriend dog next door, Misty. There are so many opportunities to life when you are a dog, and sometimes it gets confusing. Should you follow this exciting smell, or maybe this one? Has this territory been marked yet? Can I mark it? So many options, and of course .... Mooching!

Every time my owners eat, you can almost guarantee you'll find me sitting right beside them. I am a hound for food, any kind of food,  and I chew a lot of stuff. I am a retriever, so, my nature is to retrieve things ( duh ). I got yelled at today just for dragging in a milk carton I found. I mean sheesh! It smelled good, and it was perfect for a chew toy. I couldn't believe my mistress threw it in the trash. 

Right now, as my mistress is typing this, I am sound asleep dreaming about my day. I had a great day, and so did my family. Now I think my mistress is going to get up, and leave this up for awhile ... WHAT??!! THIS IS GOING TO BE READ BY A LOT OF PEOPLE?! THE EMBARRASSMENT! STOP IT QUICKLY! AHHHH!

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A Few Ways To Calm Your Self

Have you ever had one of those moments when you just feel like exploding? This feeling is usually caused by stress. When I get that feeling, usually a few deep breaths works. But sometimes, you still feel like exploding. Here are a few tricks that I have used in the past to help myself calm down. I hope you find them useful.

1: The Free fall relief

When the deep breathing doesn't work, I close my eyes and picture my self falling through a perfect blue sky. At the moment I am about to hit earth, I am caught and float along into my perfect fantasy ... first, drifting under a lake and being able to breathe, then, soaring deep into a hidden grove in the woods, were a comfortable gazebo awaits. Everyone's fantasy is different, so make up a different one each time you use this technique.


2: The Pillow

Whenever I get very mad, I will find a pillow and punch it with all my might. By the time I am done, I have calmed myself down and feel limp, and usually lie down. ( A glass of water is recommended after doing this, and some food helps too. You have just worn out your muscles, and need to strengthen them. )

If neither of these tricks work, just find a quiet place to relax and think happy thoughts. Usually, the deep breathing works out fine, and you don't need these tips. But occasionally, deep breaths don't cut it, and you wonder what to do next. Now you have a few ways to go if breathing fails, and somewhere to go when you feel down.

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Super Lucky and The Cat Caper

One day, Lucky awoke on his silken pillow, stretching. Drianna, his friend, was lying next to him. He quietly walked downstairs so he would not wake her. Shaking himself off, he ran to his doggy-door and strolled into the yard. Suddenly, his microphone collar beeped. It was Lulabell, a Great Dane in charge of W.O.O.F.D, Working Omnivore Overcharged Federal Dogs, an association that was against cats. " Super Lucky, do you read me?"  said Lulabell. " Loud and clear, Lulu. What's the crime this time?" " Cats, what else. There have been reports of two alley cats called Scruff and Buff in Jaffrey. They nearly killed Mr. Minkles while he was walking home from work today. You must get on the case right away!" " Ok Lulu. I'm on it."

Lucky's first stop was the 5 star diner in town. He slid into the kitchen and grabbed a plain muffin before heading to the alley. When he got there, he was confronted by Scruff. " You will never stop us from destroying the mouse empire, never!" he screeched. " Hey kitty," said Lucky. " Want some catnip? Cause I will give it to you. It's when the cat- gets nipped." And with that, he picked Scruff up and flung him into a cat carrier.

Next, he found a shaking trash can. When he looked inside, he found Buff waiting. Buff was sitting on an old newspaper, and it was easy to tell he was the ruler. He had an empty tuna can on his head, and an old blanket draped around him. He clicked his paws, and three mice came out with bits of tuna. They fed him, and crawled back out. Lucky saw what he had to do. He baited a cat carrier with tuna, and soon, Buff and Scruff were at the cat shelter. Super Lucky saved the day!

The Difference Between Class and Style ( Special Reader's Request )

This is the first readers request I have had since ... since ... well, it's my first! This request comes from Mr. Wayne C., wanting to know the difference between class and style. Style focuses on the outside of a person, like their clothing. Class, however, digs beneath the surface to integrity, honor, and respect. Here are some examples written into these short stories. Try to guess which people care more about style, and others more about class. If you think you know the answer, please comment below.

Sally was a very poor woman. She only worked hard enough to get herself one expensive suit to go out in, some food, and rent herself a Cadillac. She would go out every day in her suit and car, smiling when people stared at her and her car. Then, she would go home to her mobile home, and repeat the process next day.

Joe was a very hardworking man. He had a job as a stock analyst, and made millions. He had a mansion tucked back in the woods, but drove around in a regular pickup truck and dressed like a normal person, not like a rich snob. Once, Joe's friend asked Joe to do something for him. Now, Joe could do it very quickly, but it would mean breaking the promise to his friend. As it happened, Joe's friend moved away,so he would never know if Joe did it wrong. Joe had the honor to do it the right way, and lived happily after that. 

So there were the short stories. Please do not look at the answer until commenting. I think it is a pretty obvious test, and half of you are probably going to look at the answer anyway. A few of you might have the class to wait, but others ... Well I really shouldn't pick on that stuff on my website. It is meant for laughs, not for frowns. Well, I guess it's for information too, but mostly for laughs.

The answer is: Sally was the woman who cared about style. She was poor, and only had enough money to make people stare at a car that wasn't even hers. Joe, however, had class. He could have done the work the easy way out, but he had enough honor to do it right. I hope you learned something from this Think a Thought. I know I did.

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Maddie