Sounds Familiar

"The moment I picked up that box I could tell by the pricking in my fingers that I held some great secret in my hands. She gave it me and made me promise that as soon as she was dead I would burn it, unopened, with certain ceremonies. That promise I did not keep."

"Well, then, it was jolly rotten of you, " said Digory.

"Rotten?" said Uncle Andrew with a puzzled look. "Oh, I see. You mean that little boys ought to keep their promises. Very true: most right and proper, I'm sure, and I'm very glad you have been taught to do it. But of course you must understand that rules of that sort, however excellent they may be for little boys--and servants--and women--and even people in general, can't possibly be expected to apply to profound students and great thinkers and sages. No, Digory. Men like me, who possess hidden wisdom, are freed from common rules just as we are cut off from common pleasures. Ours, my boy, is a high and lonely destiny."

As he said this he sighed and looked so grave and noble and mysterious that for a second Digory really thought he was saying something rather fine. But then he remembered the ugly look he had seen on his Uncles' face the moment before Polly had vanished: and all at once he saw through Uncle Andrew's grand words. "All it means," he said to himself, "is that he thinks he can do anything he likes to get anything he wants."

-From The Magician's Nephew, by C.S. Lewis

Win, almost 12

Win had to write an autobiographical poem for 6th grade English. They were given a very detailed form (name, four adjectives, siblings, lover of..., who feels..., etc.) This is what he wrote about himself. I think it captures his essence very well.

Win

Brown-haired, bespectacled, bright, bon vivant

Sibling of Thomas and Ella

Lover of random trivia and soccer

Who feels like he needs an inhaler puff

Who needs more time to do homework

Who gives all he can to be a good runner

Who fears Obama and Biden

Who would like to see Eli Manning

Resident of Hattiesburg

Nelson

Soccer...one of his loves.

New at this

I do love Facebook! Some (one husband in particular) might say I love it too much. But, as much as I enjoy it, I am always hesitant to post status updates...the ones I read are either too personal, too...ahem...self-affirming (to put it nicely), too...something that I don't want to be. However, with my (now ancient) English training and my increasing desire to write, I thought that having a blog might be the answer to my dilemma--wanting the advantages of narcissism but none of the condemnation. The experts say, "Write what you know," and what do I know better than the details of my daily life and the thoughts that constantly swirl in my brain, jostling for utterance? I decided that by having a blog, I can share what I'm thinking, but since it won't pop up on your FB news feed, I don't have to feel as if I'm thrusting my half-formed opinions or my children's adorable antics upon your notice.

So, here we are.

Testing.

Laura Lee