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The end of summer....
Tuesday, September 16th, 2014... "Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream - Make her
the cutest that I've ever seen...." Yes, those are the words my mother
sang to me at night when I couldn't fall to sleep. She would, then,
make-believe she was dropping sand in my eyes. Now I am older, and I need
toothpicks to keep my eyes open at times. I have discovered that fifteen
power naps work much better with me than a ninety minute snooze in the middle of
the day. As most of my readers know, I love to learn so I decided to
research the origin of the sandman putting something in the eyes to bring on
sleep. I found two written versions about the sandman - one written in
1841, by Hans Christian Andersen. Here it is.......suitable for all ages.
"In the evening, while the children are seated at the table..., he comes up the
stairs very softly..., then he opens the doors without the slightest noise, and
throws a small quantity of very fine dust in their eyes, just enough to prevent
them from keeping them open, and so they do not see him. Then he creeps
behind them, and blows softly upon their necks, till their heads begin to droop.
Under each arm he carries an umbrella; one of them, with pictures on the inside,
he spreads over the good children, and then they dream the most beautiful
stories the whole night. But the other umbrella has no pictures, and this
he holds over the naughty children so that they sleep heavily, and wake in the
morning without having dreams at all." I'll bet that tale has been enjoyed
by many, many children over the years. Here is the one that they never
tell. I know all my grandkids will love this one so I must include it
here. E.T.A. Hoffman's (1776-1822) short story about the mythical sandman
would be rated R today so stop reading if you are weak of heart. His
sandman would throw sand in the eyes of naughty children who wouldn't fall
asleep, causing their eyes to fall out. The sandman would then collect
their eyes and feed them to his own children. Was I right or was I right?
I'll be back on September 30th.
Tuesday, September 2nd, 2014... Wow, another Labor Day is here! The
tourists will be leaving and all schools should be opened by the end of the
week. I wonder how many of those kids returning will be answering that
boring old question - What did you do this summer? I don't think I ever
asked that question. I might have asked after Christmas break - What was
your best present? However, I did that because I was never ready to return
to work the day after the New Year. I know spoiled kid; spoiled adult.
If I was going back to school today, I think I would ask them to write about
this - A great woman once told me.... I know I could write a missive about
all the great women in my life starting with my mother who probably said more
than once, "Stop playing with it, Ronnie, it will fall off." My wonderful
wife during our many, many years together has said too many things to recall.
Judy Wilson, my supervisor and assistant superintendent, pleaded with me to
give counseling a try (as a counselor; not a counselee) and promised me that I could go back to the classroom
after a year if I didn't enjoy the one-on-one contact with the kids.
Needless to say, I enjoyed counseling and spent my last 12 years working
closely with my kids. Moving on.... What did I learn this week?
Well, I don't know if I learned it again, but at my age, I don't think it makes
a difference. At 3.6 million square miles, the Sahara is the world's largest
'hot' desert; however, overall, it is the third largest desert. Did you
figure out which deserts are one and two? Let's close this rambling with
Ronald Gerald Wayne, a retired American electronics industry worker.
In 1976, he sold his 10% stake in Apple for $800. Now did any of you make
a bigger mistake than that?
(NEXT RAMBLING 9/16/14)
Tuesday, August 19th, 2014... Change is coming! No, I am not
referring to the departure of my youngest and the arrival of my oldest. I
am talking about MY RAMBLING. My first rambling was published on November
28th, 2005. I don't think it was published on bondulich.com. I
probably used a free web site in the beginning because I knew nothing about
HTML. I enjoy learning so I knew I wouldn't be satisfied until I had my
own domain name. As the years went by, HTML became much easier to do
because Microsoft and others came out with programs that wrote web pages without
the writer knowing any HTML. I don't use as much HTML today as I did
back in the beginning, but once in a while, there is a need to fix something
using HTML. The latest trend is to use sites that publish blogs. I
have been using one now for over a year. My Rambling (Bondo at the Beach)
in blog format can be found at bondo.wordpress.com. A blog is much less
time consuming to publish than posting a web page. However, I enjoy doing the web
page, but doing it every week is becoming a chore - and I hate doing chores.
I have decided to put out my rambling once or twice a month. Once or
twice? That is not a decision. That is sitting on a picket fence and
for those of you who have never sat on a picket fence - IT HURTS. Here is
my decision. I will take next week off and publish and post my writing on
September 2nd. In that writing, I will put the date of the next
publishing. See, I can make a decision.
Tuesday, August 12th, 2014... When I bought my first place in Surf City,
the now mayor was my next-door neighbor, and he told me that there are never more
than two consecutive days of freezing weather on the island during the winter. Well, two out of
the last three winters has disproved that so-call fact. BTW, to my knowledge,
he does not believe in global warming. He also said that during the summer
there is never more than three rainy days in a row in any month. Well, the last
ten days have proven that to be incorrect. He also told me that
if I didn't like the current weather just wait thirty minutes and it will
change. He is correct on that one. For example, yesterday after
breakfast, Diane and JL said they were going to the beach. I sat down to
watch the end of 'IMUS in the Morning' and before I could raise the electric leg-rest up,
they were back in the house. It was raining. In the last twelve days,
since JL's arrival, it has rained six of those days. He has faced that
challenge like a warrior of old. However, he did mention that he would like
to stop to see the mayor before he leaves. Diane, on the other hand, is
complaining only because she feels bad for JL. Justin and Brady continue
to handle the lousy weather as if there were none. Now, on to the story
about the rain.
The Father and His Two Daughters -
A man who had two daughters married one to a gardener, the other to a potter.
After awhile he paid a visit to the gardener's, and asked his daughter how she
was and how it fared with her.
"Excellently well," said she; "we have everything that we want; I have but one
prayer, that we may have a heavy storm of rain to water our plants."
Off he set to the potter's, and asked his other daughter how matters went with
"There is not a thing we want," she replied; "and I only hope this fine weather
and hot sun may continue, to bake our tiles."
"Alack," said the father, "if you wish for fine weather, and your sister for
which am I to pray for myself?"
Tuesday, August 5th, 2014... Most of us remember the story of 'The Flood' in
Genesis and the story of Noah and the Ark. Those of us who don't remember the
BIBLE story might have seen the movie about this same incident where the lords
of Hollywood don't even mention God in it. However, that is another story.
Well, last Thursday, the rains came and the forecast was for more of the same.
The local weather bureau put out flood warnings for the mainland and the rains
continued. The current time is 0654, and I have not seen the sun since last
month. We are all hoping that it will come out today. We were lucky that we
didn't get any flooding here on the island. There were many, many puddles, but
no flooding. The puddle at the end of my driveway was the largest one that I have ever seen in that location. Yes, it rained on and
off since last Thursday night. I am going to find a story about rain in the
BIBLE and read it to my family. A certain member of my family who is
visiting was losing patience and becoming quite upset with the extremely wet
weather. Now, I know everyone is thinking that it was Justin, 13, or Brady, 10,
who was becoming a pain in the buttocks. I am happy to say that
you are wrong. The rain did not stop the young ones from going out and
enjoying the exciting events that were happening around 1205. Between
Aiden, the lad next door on our north side, and the well-repaired Fishing Pier
on my south side, they kept busy from the time they crawled out of bed around 10
am until their 10 pm curfew at night. There was only one person who
complained and complained about the non-beach weather. It was not my
son-in-law JL. He was quite content using the many other amenities at
1205. I don't wish to get the impatient one angry so I won't mention her name. Now
I am off to find a story about rain to read to my family if the sun does not
come out soon. Oh, yes, I must choose a name for the well-repaired pier
that all the folks are using to fish and to launch their kayaks.