“Laugh and the World Laughs with You.”

Challenging youngsters used to be my thing. I had actually tended to really like them. Generally I had loved the fact that they had a bit of fire in their belly. Sometimes  nonetheless I had felt like walking into class and announcing, Good Morning Class. Today Fred is going to complain loudly that George has …

The Christmas Grotto Next Door

Today I was reminded that a year ago, I was visiting a hospice on an almost daily basis. My friend loved Christmas. Her lounge was always like the Grotto of a particularly enthusiastic Santa, which had been decorated by elves on steroids. One year when I had been ill and had been particularly struggling, she …