responsibility

Growing Up Into a Man, and What That Should Entail

Submitted by Arthur on Wed, 01/22/2014 - 05:32
   In the summer, I enjoy getting on my bike and riding away. Just to continue and peddle, away from the city, to paths less traversed. I go for miles, till the path turns to gravel, then the gravel turns to dirt. I continue to ride with the wind rushing past me, pushing my strength to carry me uphill, then gliding down drawn by gravity. It is refreshing to breathe the crisp country air, and even if I have gone this way a hundred times, the path shall never bore me.

My Friends

Submitted by Sarah on Tue, 05/22/2007 - 00:37

Friends shape you, mold you, and influence you.

Friends love you and comfort you,
Laugh with you and cry with you,
Play with you and work with you.

Friends will be with you in sickness, and in health,
In joy and in sorrow,
In poverty and in riches.

Friends are good listeners, and always have a shoulder for you to lean on.

Friends encourage you to do what is right,
and will not participate in what is wrong.

Friends were sent to earth, from God.

The Wizard's Ball

Submitted by Aisling on Sat, 09/24/2005 - 07:00

Once upon a time--indeed upon the beginning of time as we know it--there lived a wizard.

Not the sort of wizard that wears a blue robe with bright yellow stars on it, and sits and stirs a cauldron all day. No, he was a real wizard.”

“What did he look like?” Rannon interrupted.

The old man laughed, at the old familiar question. “You know,” he said, “I think that question has become every bit as much a part of the story as the story itself!”