PuttingTruthFirst

I was reminded a couple of days ago of the old movie, "I Remember Momma".  It was a tenderhearted and compelling story of a family of immigrants who came into America from Europe.  The Momma in the store was quite amazing in making her family feel protected and cared for.  She was extremely frugal nightly counting the money they had earned that day and them saying with a sigh, "I guess we won't need to go to the bank."  All of her and her husband's concerns about finances were held from her little family for she knew that it would cause great stress if they were aware of how miniscule their amount of money was. In one particularly good story within the story was when her little brother or little daughter needed to have their appendix removed.  She desperately wanted to be with this child and the hospital rules said that no one was to be on the wards except nurses, doctors and clean up people.  The mother devised a plan to see her child realizing that the...

As a young woman, actually as a twelve year old girl, the first class I ever taught was for the 2 and 3 year olds class. The lessons taught were so simple.  Basically the titles were made up of three words.  The first one I recall was "Be Ye Kind".  Being kind is such a simple thing.  It takes little effort but repeatedly we see people act and behave as if they are the boss of the world. That reminds me of a story my younger sister told me.  One of her granddaughters questioned her authority over her mother.  My sister said that yes when her mom was little she did have the right to give her advice and even tell her to do things like make your bed, or pick up your room.  Then my sister added that now that her daughter was an adult so no longer told her what to do.  She endeavored as a good mom to allow her daughter to correct her own children.  The granddaughter who had made the inquiry looked crestfallen she sighed and said, "I thought you...