This blog is indescribable http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/ en-us Homeschool Blogger Thu, 19 Nov 2009 09:42:00 -0600 Thu, 19 Nov 2009 09:42:00 -0600 ATTENTION! My mom read on a prayer list about a little five-year-old boy named Noah Biorkman who has terminal cancer. He might not make it until Christmas and so his family is celebrated Christmas this week. He wants cards from all over. So, if you have time, send a Christmas card to Noah Biorkman 1141 Fountainview Circle South Lyon, MI 48178   Thanks a lot! -Moriah http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/745889/ Thu, 19 Nov 2009 09:42:00 -0600 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/745889/ Rebekah Vickery, my sister, has entered a scholarship contest sponsored by SpiritFM. She is now in the second to final round, competing to win a 4 year scholarship. Get her to the final round by going to http://www.spiritfm.com/pages/events/spirit-poll09.shtml and voting for Rebekah Vickery. Vote for Rebekah! You can read her bio at spiritFM first if you want. http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/737349/ Mon, 19 Oct 2009 10:48:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/737349/ So far we have done 4 performances of Fiddler on the Roof. It's been very fun. We only have 3 performances left.  I'm going to miss my fellow actors - especially Megan, Clair, Liz, Dakota, Josh, Cameron, Ingrid, Farrah, Hannah, -- nearly all the young people! My older sister says that's a fact of life. Well, it's one fact I don't like. My favorite scene is either the dream or the rumor. In the dream, we all get to scream and run around wildly-- and that's fun. In the rumor, my mom is singing, and it's a funny scene, so I like it as well. Signing off, Moriah http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/727064/ Tue, 15 Sep 2009 10:49:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/727064/ Okay! We got in---all of us! Mommy is Shaindel, Motel's mother. Hannah is Tzeitel, the oldest daughter. And Sarah and I are villagers. Here's the second part of "Ronald Rabbit and Theresa Turtle":       Leonard Lion condescended to the position shouting out the winner. Sir Stanley Snail ascended to the position of presenting the medal. Benjamin Bear took a writer’s pad and a timekeeper so that his judging would be fair. Orpheus Owl finally agreed to fly Theresa Turtle to the head of the forest trail. Everything was ready.      “Equipped?” thundered Leonard Lion. “Stand on your toe-hole, gear up, GO!”       Ronald Rabbit yelled “Speed and Success!”, flipped his downy tail, and leapt. Concurrently, Theresa Turtle stated “Slow and Steady”, loosened her shell, and hobbled away.       Theresa Turtle calmly rattled along the forest trail. She never stopped or meandered away from the well-marked trail. She did not avoid the mucky mud, the rough rocks, or the prickly bushes.       Ronald Rabbit proudly bounded down the forest trail. He paused occasionally to eat a wild carrot. He leapt over the mucky mud, sprang around the rough rocks, and hopped over the prickly bushes. Soon he felt very confident and stopped at a wild carrot patch. He nibbled and gobbled a large carrot meal until he felt stuffed.       “I’ll take a tiny after dinner nap,” he muttered as he flopped on the green grass and fell asleep.       Theresa Turtle eventually shambled past Ronald Rabbit. She laughed noiselessly at the rabbit’s snores. She began the swampy part of the trail.       Ronald Rabbit awoke half-an-hour later and saw the sun. “Uh-oh!” he squealed. “Theresa Turtle must be drawing close.” He flew up and shot down the trail. Soon he noticed the swampy tracks of Theresa Turtle. “She’s ahead!” Hastily, he gained the distance and passed Theresa Turtle with a snicker.       At the end of the swamp, Fanny and Felicia Frog were hopping. Ronald Rabbit stopped to brag. “Hey, frog failures. I’m winning a race—and I can beat you at hopping, too.”       Felicia Frog hopped across a water strand.       “That’s just a tiny hop,” mocked Ronald Rabbit. “See me!” He hopped across a big puddle. Fanny Frog tried the hop and scrambled out of the muddy water as a result.       Ronald Rabbit began showing off by leaping over decaying logs and across larger puddles. The frogs followed him. They went back into the swamp.       Theresa Turtle bypassed the rest of the swamp and began going across the last part.       After Ronald Rabbit finished showing off, he hopped on and then stopped to debate with tame bunny- Benny Bunny.       Theresa Turtle saw the finish line. She was surprised when the animals began cheering her.       “So that’s why wild rabbits are better than tame bunnies!” Ronald Rabbit concluded to bored Benny Bunny.       “If you’re so better than me,” Benny Bunny said, “then why are all the animals at the finish line celebrating Theresa Turtle’s nearing arrival?”       Ronald Rabbit perked his pink ear and heard the cheers. “Bye!” he hollered, springing away.       Theresa Turtle did not slow or speed even though she felt the pounds from Ronald Rabbit’s feet coming through the ground. She gained the goal and snapped the ribbon. Ronald Rabbit raced through three seconds later.       Benjamin Bear growled his determination of who won to Leonard Lion. “I declare!” roared Leonard Lion, “that Theresa Turtle has won the Forest Trail Race!”       The animals screamed, cheered, and applauded.       “Here is the medal,” said Sir Stanley Snail. “I expected you to win, so I engraved “Slow and Steady” on it. It’s my motto, too.”       Charity Cheetah slyly grinned at Ronald Rabbit. “Now do you admit your folly of pride?”  -Moriah http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/712416/ Wed, 29 Jul 2009 10:20:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/712416/             Yesterday, I wrote the following for a blog post:                   Last February, I started wanting to a play with our local theater group. However, the ones they were doing at that time were not godly. I checked once in a while throughout the spring to see if there were any better ones that I would want to do coming up. Lo and behold, one May day, I discovered they would be doing Fiddler on the Roof in September!                 I raced upstairs and delivered the news to Rebekah-then 16 and Hannah-14. We immediately agreed to do it. However, Rebekah’s mission trip to Scotland coincided with the practices—and she would be leaving the morning of the first audition day.                 Yesterday, Hannah and I did singing auditions. Hannah sang “This Land is Your Land” and I sang “Take my Life”. Before we entered where we were to audition, I asked Mommy if she would audition. Mommy declined, saying she had much to do. Nevertheless, during the auditions, Mommy spontaneously decided to audition! I was and am so proud of her!!! She sang a praise chorus.                 Then we did the dancing auditions. Everyone auditioning had to do a crowd-dance (the men’s part). The judges were looking for coordination. Well… I’m not sure if I looked perfectly coordinated. Actually, I probably didn’t.                 Most of the people auditioning were girls or women. There were only a few boys and only one man. After being told to come back tomorrow for the reading auditions, we left. The reading auditions are this evening. I decided auditions are fun. I told Mommy that somebody might ask Daddy to audition (he was with us). She did not have the same supposition. However, somebody did suggest Daddy audition—to be the tailor. But, Daddy could not because of his work. Sarah-12 wanted to do the auditions, but was needed to help watch Havilah, my autistic sister. Mommy solved that problem today by presenting a “Business Proposition” to another of my sisters, Hosannah and two of my brothers- which was that Hosannah and those two brothers would get paid to watch Havilah. Thus, Sarah will be coming tonight. I hope I get in. I hope Sarah, Hannah, and Mommy (especially) will get in. It would be so wonderful and fun to do this with Mommy! She gave me courage to audition by auditioning; I guess I’ll get the same kind of courage in the practices and performance—if I get in.                 -Moriah               We did the reading auditions last night, and some people did the singing auditions, including Sarah. More men came—needed desperately. It was mostly women the first night. We are to be called back today with information as whether we are in the play or not. Well, we increased our odds of a Vickery getting in the Fiddler on the Roof play by Mommy and Sarah also auditioning. It would be odd if none of us got even in a crowd scene.    Waiting for the call I’m telling ya’ll Is making me impatient A mood that is quite ancient        That isn’t much good poetry—okay, it’s not so good at all. However, it rhymes and has some meter to it.  We have dial-up Internet, so we must stay off-line or risk missing the call. But, what’s five minutes to post this? I’m writing it all on Microsoft Word. Okay, I’m rambling.   Bu-bye, Moriah http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/707923/ Tue, 14 Jul 2009 12:21:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/707923/   Hosannah and Sarah are at camp for a week. Thus, the three oldest girls and the oldest brother are deluged with extra chores. Babysitting and dishes, majorly. Well, hopefully the two off at camp will be grateful. -Moriah http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/704458/ Thu, 2 Jul 2009 11:30:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/704458/ Greetings, everyone! It's not so nice to have merely few comments. Oh, well. So tonight I resolve to comment on at least 5 peoples' blogs! Please comment on mine. Thanks. Signing off, Moriah http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/690298/ Mon, 18 May 2009 19:24:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/690298/ He, he, he, he! I managed to trick Rebekah and Hannah today.  I told them I got a "very special magazine" (meaning Above Rubies, but knowing they would think it was the World Magazine). Well, Hannah asked me if she could read the comics. Ha, ha! I told her there were no comics in Above Rubies. I had to explain myself. Then I hid it in the living room and told them whoever found it first could read it first. So, I played the piano while Rebekah and Hannah peeked under couches and searched the living room. They were acting so immature for once! Ah... Then Hannah found it. I tried to grab it back but she told me a promise was a promise.  Thus, I had to let her have it. Adios, Moriah http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/689385/ Fri, 15 May 2009 15:05:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/689385/ Rebekah, my sister, is going to Scotland this summer! She'll get to sleep in a castle. --Moriah http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/686284/ Wed, 6 May 2009 13:33:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/686284/ The Purpose of History:      1. From history we hear about other's mistakes and learn to avoid the same.      2. From history we hear stories of God's works and it builds (or should build) our faith.      3. By learning about history, we become witnesses of God's power and hand in history. -Moriah http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/670282/ Thu, 19 Mar 2009 11:32:00 -0500 http://www.homeschoolblogger.com/moriahsmusings/670282/