tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359807329518724446.post1282725263267204448..comments2023-08-07T01:08:06.371-07:00Comments on CHEWING THE BREAD OF LIFE: True Story Blog Party Week 06/01/15a joyful noisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08712092116466408490noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359807329518724446.post-68202936423839529802015-06-02T16:41:28.662-07:002015-06-02T16:41:28.662-07:00The thinking chair! I haven't thought about th...The thinking chair! I haven't thought about that for a very long time, but I seem to remember there was one in our grade school too! Love your story -- my kindergarten experience was not as happy, and I almost got held back a year for not coloring inside the lines! Thanks for hosting & God bless,<br />LaurieLaurie Colletthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10676088158113572565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359807329518724446.post-79108092817615943582015-06-02T07:05:17.660-07:002015-06-02T07:05:17.660-07:00Hazel, this story made me smile as I have read sev...Hazel, this story made me smile as I have read several thoughts lately on what we learn in kindergarten :) Yesterday I read, "We are taught in kindergarten to share yet it takes a lifetime to learn." It is always good to be here! Blessings! Joanne Violahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07737190992108764966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359807329518724446.post-47492141461219517022015-06-01T23:03:18.241-07:002015-06-01T23:03:18.241-07:00Hazel, I think as we growi older and wiser we acce...Hazel, I think as we growi older and wiser we accept more and more that the world is not"fair", at least according to our limited understanding. Then we realize that God is fair afterall in His own way, it's just that we don't understand it yet. Cute story of the pink chair! ^__^LeeAnne, Style N Seasonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14618450483271831907noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359807329518724446.post-37164787683597126092015-06-01T20:46:25.534-07:002015-06-01T20:46:25.534-07:00Oh, Hazel! This was such a precious story. It ma...Oh, Hazel! This was such a precious story. It made cry, when I read the part about that sweet teacher and how she would plant a kiss on each of you before you left, and how innocent this all was, and how, as you said, it would never be permitted now because of all of the perversions that have led to stringent rules. I long for those old days! Sometimes, I just cry thinking of how things were back then, in my Mom's and your generation, and I wish with all my soul they could be that way again. I don't see things ever being that way again, but we have Heaven to look forward to, don't we? God bless you for being the bright, shining light you are to us! Thank you for keeping the "good, old days" alive...if only in our memory!Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01891257905649460436noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2359807329518724446.post-28624518149998473402015-06-01T17:24:40.936-07:002015-06-01T17:24:40.936-07:00Oh, those wonderful days of kindergarten! We real...Oh, those wonderful days of kindergarten! We really did learn so much more than we realized - and not just academics!! Your teacher sounds wonderful. Mine was, too. Very young, and very kind - and it made all the difference in the world to me, as I suffered from some pretty severe separation anxiety.<br /><br />Might we always strive to be in the *pink chair* for our Lord and Savior - pleasing Him in all we do, think, and say!<br /><br />GOD BLESS!Sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00840994989201507494noreply@blogger.com