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                               September 30, 2004
         Cheryl Speir, Editor, moderator @ write2theheart.com


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     What’s one of the differences between boys and girls? How
they pack to leave home! If you ever sent a boy to college, you
know you just about have to make them take enough clothes. Rose
tells us it’s a little different with girls.    
 
                             Roughing It
                       By Rose Wade-Schambach

     It was a humid August day when we brought my stepdaughter
Joy to her new home, a cramped dorm room at Oglethorpe
University.  My husband John and I had just spent a grueling four
hours of hauling, unpacking, stacking and rearranging furniture in
an attempt to get her settled, and we were exhausted.  As parents of
incoming Freshmen, we were invited to eat in the college cafeteria
with our offspring.
    
     As we waited our turn to serve ourselves, a fresh-faced perky
mother behind us noticed our slumped shoulders and quickly sized
up the situation.
  
     “Let me guess. You just moved a daughter into her dorm,
right?”
  
     “How did you know?” I inquired, wondering if she were a
mind reader.
    
     “That’s because we just moved our son into his dorm room,
and it took exactly ten minutes,” explained the unruffled father.
    
     “Why is that?” I couldn’t help asking, wondering what their
secret was.  I was already beginning to chide myself for not being
more organized, but the mother’s next comment put my
consternation at ease.
  
     “That’s because we let him pack himself.  All he brought was
one duffle bag crammed with clothes. When he dumped them out,
they were all jumbled and wrinkled.  I offered to help him get
settled, but all he did was open the dresser drawers and dump them
in.”
  
     I should have known.  John and I have been raising sons (five
of them) and daughters (seven of those), and you would think by
now we would understand the differences. And boy, what a
difference! The stuff we hauled in our Suburban was more than I
had to start up housekeeping when I married. We hauled in a
hairdryer, hot rollers, summer clothes, make-up by the box-full,
toiletries, enough shampoo and conditioner for the entire student
body, a stereo system and a truckload of CD’s, school supplies,
favorite stuffed animals (10 of them), bedding, towels, a
microwave oven, winter clothes, boxes and boxes of shoes, casual
clothes, snacks, laundry supplies, a clock radio, her favorite books,
journals, an iron, a clothes hamper, a gallery of pictures of friends
and family, winter clothes, throw pillows, a desk lamp, a bulletin
board, and more shoes.
    
     As we were getting ready to leave for the day, Joy casually
mentioned the fact that she probably would be NEEDING a TV,
VCR, and DVD player and a laptop computer would come in
handy as well. Her Dad and I just rolled our eyes and asked her
when we would see her again.
  
     “This weekend, of course! I’m not about to rough it on
weekends too!” she proclaimed.
  
     That’s our girl.  Thank goodness she picked a college close to
home!
    
Rose Wade-Schambach
schwadeton @ yahoo.com

Rose Schambach is a college writing instructor, who married the
love of her life four years ago. Together they are proud parents of
twelve children who never cease to amaze them.


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                     Letters From Our Readers

Cheryl,

     I like "kinder-huggers"- cute word.

     I am thoroughly delighted with Kathy Whirity's " Mommy
Tales" and the clever tale she told her children.
Best,
Patricia Spork


     I enjoyed Mommy Tales. It brought back memories of my
mother. She always had a good imaginative explanation for
whatever happened.
Jan


                     Military Prayer Reminder
    
     As you read over this list of names, please take a moment to
pray for these young people and their families:
 
Chris Speir                   
Tim Speir                     
Alan                              
Todd Holland
Graham
William
Julie Sagel
Jessie
Marshal Thompson
Jason
Eric Hernandez
Kristin Danielson
Ryan
Larry Miele
Daniel
Amy
John
Joanne
Gary Boardwine
Josh
Hadassah
Chanz Wackerly
Robert Henderson
David Habighurst
Tonia
Melissa Bair
Matthew Nutter
 
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our troops at this time. If you have loved ones in the military,
or who are being called to go overseas, send their names
(first and last or first only) to be included in our prayer
reminder.


                           Cheryl’s Corner

     I am so sore! Since I gleefully got rid of the horrid sofa, I have
been trying to rearrange my living room. I had to wash the walls
behind the place where it once stood. Or did the sofa sit?

     Then I saw the spots on the carpet. Since my carpet cleaner is
not working, I had to spot clean on my hands and knees leaving
huge wet spots that kept me from being able to arrange the
furniture until they dried. It was much to slow for me.

     I remembered that David’s grandmother’s circulating floor fan
was up in the attic. Maybe this would speed up the process. I had
to struggle with the pull-down fold-up stairs. I don’t jump as high
as I once did and the cord was caught in the cracks. After quite a
few jumping jacks, I got it down without banging the ladder on my
head.

     With a quick trip through the attic, well, as quick as you can,
having to walk in a bent over position, I found what I was looking
for. When I plugged it in, all it did was hum at me. After a long
search for a lubricant, I tried oiling it. Turning it back on it shot
sparks out at me. It can hum for someone else; I quit!

God bless,
Cheryl


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