I was drying dishes the other day, while my youngest sister, Elizabeth, washed. Since there is no room in our old farmhouse kitchen for a dishwasher, we wash them by hand, like pioneers. And with eight constantly-consuming adults in the family, that is no easy task. The one good thing about doing dishes the old-fashioned […]
Forty men, at the command of the emperor, kneeling naked on the ice, staunch in their refusal to worship any but the One-God. Forty men singing praises, their bodies buffeted by wind and stung by particles of snow. One man can’t take it anymore; he jumps up and runs from the ice, recanting his faith.
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You know how some people are unlucky in love? I am unlucky in flights. Unlucky in love, too, now that I’ve mentioned it; but the flights are what chiefly concern me. Love a person can live without. Flights? Hardly. Not unless they want to be confined to a rural community on the backside of Wisconsin
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There are blonde jokes; we’ve all heard them. There are lawyer jokes and Polish jokes and yo’ mama jokes. And then there are Mennonite jokes. I like these best, in the perverse manner of humanity. We love to laugh at ourselves. Self-ridicule brings a proud sort of shamed kinship, ridicule from others solidarity. Here’s my
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I work as an activities aide at the nursing home. Mornings, in our line of work, we deal in curlers. We have bags of them: fat pink rollers, medium-sized purple rollers, thin blue rollers, short yellow rollers. Most of the elderly female residents come into the nursing home beauty shop once or twice a week
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