Did You Ever Listen To Stories In Childhood

Do you remember sitting, listening to stories of Christmas and all the tales of old and new? How fun it is as a child to hear ones parent read stories. The very voice of the parent comforts the child. most children that is unless they have been abused by a parent.

Children are conforted by love. Abuse produces the fruits of fear, self doubt, lack of trust, self denial. It doesn't allow a child to react or respond to a situation with the ability to react correct. One sees it in the classroom when reading children's stories. The most enduring stories can evoke a nervous or anxiety filled emotion when a child has been abused. The parent wanting more than the child is capable of producing causes mixed emotions within the child.

However, on the positive side. Parents who choose to love and nut urge their child will find that children will be comfortable being loved, hugged, and will allow the parent to nurture and meet their needs. As a educator this is one of the most exciting times I find during the year. The weather permits for greater bonding between parent and child. I find that children who grow up listening to story times and parents reading to them, have a greater tendency to become better readers. The better the listening skills the greater the development of reading skill. Studies have proven the corrilation between the parent and child relationship in reading and personal contact create a significant increase in intelligence or IQ. 

That's why this is one of my favorite time to teach. I loved being called out of the office to sub of a teacher. Why? I would be able to see the joy of the students and the excitement for life. We would get to talk about many things that are happening in their lives at this time of year, One of my favorite things to offer parents during this season is book sales. Our school would offer a variety of books for sale seasonal and non-seasonal. The parents would be able to come to school without their children and shop for books.  The books that offered stuffed animals or integrative toys was to help the story come to life in a child. Offering greater creative it's and delopment of the brain.  The one thing I always tried to encourage parent to do is to go beyond the stuffed animal or toy and see how pouch of the story the child understands. Did they get the meaning of the story? Can they draw a picure? Can they read the story to their stuffed animal. 

Play acting is an important part of growing up. Long before I new I wanted to become a teacher I would take all my stuffed animals and dolls and create lessons for them. I would create the lesson plan and implement it. It was lots of fun. I remember I had one teacher who was always yelling at all the children. I don't think I was conscience of it until my dad hear me yelling at the children in my pretend classroom. He walked over to me and asked me why I was yelling? I explained that was hold my teacher talked in class. It was the first break of the year. He immediately made an appointment with the school. Since their were no other teachers of the same grade, I had to stay in the classroom and finish out the year, however the principal was aware and her treatment of all the children changed. That's parenting! One does the best one can with what one knows.

I think that's why I fell in love with books! It's an escape to learn things only one can imagine. Wishing you a the best this holiday season. Much time reading with your children.

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What Was The 30 Day Blogging Challenge For?

Hi there, Diamond Glamour Girls,

When my oldest child came home from school one day and told me I should blog. I told him I didn't know what he was talking about. He was kind enough to explain it and help me set it up. He explained I can use it to express all the experiences of running a businesses.

I know this will sound different to some people. Our family when he was a child believed in showing off for each other and telling each other stories about our lives. He knew as a single mom head of household (as taxes or RIS calls it) I needed to make more money to support my fAmily. I know there are thousands of woman like me.  I told him I don't know what your talking about family. Helping my elderly mom and her second husband who is struggling with a bunch of elderly complications. My son, knew how much I was struggling to make ends meet. That's what they use to call it. If I tell my story it's a woe is me, story. Therfore, I don't enjoy listening to it myself, so I don't expect you too. I'll stop with the personal and deal with the reality of blogging. I understand to many bloggers it's made up stories and videos, however this one is true and real and all that.

I was reading about how to get more audience to read my blog when, the "Inktober" was about to start. I thought to myself is there something like that for bloggers. I know how to ink and water color and paint I thought to myself. Then I realized that I would be starting a whole new career. I can't give up on something my child wanted for me. Therefore, I will perservire. I looked up if there were anything like this for bloggers. There is. I wrote blog post for thirty days. Something I usually did once or twice a week.

I had two goals.

1. To grow my reading audience.
2. To learn how to make it a substantial income.

Here's what has happened.

Believe it or not I was able to grow my audience. Not only grow my audience have people return and read the next one. That took me by surprise. It was a pleasant surprise. I kept on. What is it "they" (people who make a living at blogging) do that I am not doing?) I researched and continued trying to understand what I was doing.

I still am like other creative people trying to understand the difference between a good blog, a blog that just writing for the sake of writitn and a blog that has a value. What really is the difference? The reader determines what is relevant and worth reading for their own lives. I started this blog as a gossip and therefore, does it have world appeal.

The second goal to make money. Did I? In thirty days? I'd have to say yes. Will I be paid cash for this effort? In time. How much time I don't know. I think I make money because of two factors one. I added an affiliate program like Amazon.com.

Therefore, any products I was talking about I could show the person. Letting them have freedom of choice if they want to purchase it or not. The second reason is that people around the world were kind enough to click on an advertisement. Taking a second or two out of their day to view or read a commercial. Now I will make it a point to do that for others. It's not a have too, more like a want to. Passing it forward.

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"Who Has Control of Your Ovaries? (2x2)

At the age if 13, yes thirteen I learned the story of Noah. How he built the ark and how he always heard God but didn't always obey Him.  Guess what, that is the age a young lady choices what side she is going to stand on.

It is the delicate age where she is entering womanhood and a dad has influence over her because mom just doesn't understand.  I was blessed because my dad used the Bible to to explain what young boys were doing. The importance of being an being an individual. How great this country is that we can grow up to be better than our parents. Not to let me hurt me or abuse me and especially not to let other women  or people influence me in something I didn't want to do.

Noah goes on to build the ark. God tells him to split up his people in the new land and let each choose the land where they should live.  Funny, thing about parents they want to control every situation. I was a pretty independent child, well behaved so I had a lot of trust from my parents. 

I guess in my mind if my dad took the time to read me the bible and explain things in a growing maturing manner, he desired a daughter that was good. That is such a funny term "Good" . My Christian friends kept trying to safe me, " it's grace they would say you don't have to be good." I would laugh. I knew I was saved and I knew his grace, mercy, peace and was getting more understanding everyday as I matured. 

I knew I wanted to attend college, so I would study and try my best to get good grades. I was for sure my Father's daughter. There were several girl crushes, but there was one boy who my girlfriend like.  He was a lot older than us and her mom didn't want her seeing him.  She would ask me at lunch to walk over to the fence. So I went over a could of times. The first time I just stood there quiet, the second time I was asked as they kissed, "What do you think it is.  I remember saying love, because that was what like a boy was love.  Also, because I learned that if I spoke of it that way boys that didn't have good intentions fear the word.  (Needless to say the other boy didn't come around "Love". A four letter word. Men fear hearing it from women.

They hear things like, marriage, commitment, responsibility, money etc. but what they don't hear is all the blessings that comes from having a life filled with it, Noah loved God enough to build an ark but not enough to let his family choose their own land and life once they landed.  

It is a fine line between loving someone and allowing them free will.  My dad somehow knew that I needed the freedom to find what what type of a women I wanted to be, but smart enough to use the bible to help me find my way. My life was not perfect back then nor is it now, but like it was back then a God fearing life so is it now!

Trust...in whom. In the Alpha the 0mega the great I am. Knowing that he has the perfect plan! Jer. 29:11

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"Who Has Control of your Overies?" (Era)

Hi there, Diamond Glamour Girls;

It's funny what women go through to become an independent individual.  From the time I was a child I remember looking at my mother and thinking she was Beautiful. The era was an age of innocence and we had just moved to California.    High heals were what we call pumps today and no matter when you left your home to go out we would wear a suit or a dress and a sweater.  Gloves, carry a handbag and a hat.  Everyone looked the same but different.  Class was never an issue of cloths or the things we owned but how we behaved.  Even then it was how we behaved in public.  We were taught etiquette.

We were taught that yes meant yes and no meant no.  Woman were taught to say no allot.  Especially in public and to strangers. My mom's beauty was seen by many.  They loved her.  She was funny because with my sister and I she was so stricken that even we could not understand the difference in her personality.  With her friends she was a different being and always played the victim.  It is funny thing to watch, it was also innocence in her, I like to think. 

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