Inspired by Tikki Tikki Tembo, written or retold by Arlene Mosel.
Upon a time of the yen a boy of unusual favor became a winner of the favor
Being the first son of honor he excelled at all games of play
A kite aflying she went with Tikki and watched it float high on rivers of air as it whooshed by
Being used to his witticisms his second brother savored all and forged ahead and became the like of his first one day of not attend and the game of free play escalated full of frolic fun between Tikki and his brother and in went his second brother in the well of unending deep
Running to his Mother of Honorable deeds he called my brother is in the well deep help help
Feet flying the old man came with ladder of magic and went down down into the well and drew him to himself and carried him out
The Old man with much wisdom had came and propelled the water out and breathe in sweet air of life and became himself again and said my name is Chang and I am good for something and saved Tikki when he fell into the well of deep
By
Felicia McCaw
Saturday, October 25, 2014
A Train went a Choo Choo Choo
A train went a choo choo cha cha cha ba ba
Then it went a boo boo ha ha ha ha
Next it said hi hi hi hi hello hello hello
Following it came a cat who said meow meow meow
Then the cat said milk milk milk milk
The train asked why why why why
The cat said because I am
By
Felicia McCaw
Then it went a boo boo ha ha ha ha
Next it said hi hi hi hi hello hello hello
Following it came a cat who said meow meow meow
Then the cat said milk milk milk milk
The train asked why why why why
The cat said because I am
By
Felicia McCaw
Thursday, October 16, 2014
The Path
As we walk the Path of Glory, we watch and we pray for our Lord God of our almighty savior to come amidst us and save us as we take step by step.
I am feared in the common thought, we’re scared but we march on for the right the right to be free and have free will and thought.
All of us love this country and we unite all races to foil all against the common invasion that erodes the morality of this country.
We care we care all of us are one shade under the skin. Our children mean much to us and we are the protector of the young to teach them to work, be moralistic, learn and evolve this nation.
The Path it calls it calls deep in our soul. We must walk it walk it steady even though we fear we fear we walk to our destiny anyway. We are a nation under siege for we are divided and the enemy knows our weakness and uses it fiercely against us. But, is it a weakness or a ploy that is used in strategic play? Does a thought cost much or is it infamy in itself?
This Path we walk for the Glory of Fight to stand against those of corrupt nature that would contaminate this country’s virtue that says we are our word and our word is our sword against all who would dare to insidiously undercut us with detrimental laments of insults that degrade the soul of this nation.
We are indeed watchful, careful and skeptical of unnatural occurrences that defy conventional explanations in time of racial tension. Although, we see and look all things are not perceptible at first glance but persistent observation reveals much.
As time progresses, the strengthening and reinforcing of us all on this Path that we travel together shows a nation in healing. As we heal and help others we all heal. We all evolve and move humankind further along.
By
Felicia McCaw
I am feared in the common thought, we’re scared but we march on for the right the right to be free and have free will and thought.
All of us love this country and we unite all races to foil all against the common invasion that erodes the morality of this country.
We care we care all of us are one shade under the skin. Our children mean much to us and we are the protector of the young to teach them to work, be moralistic, learn and evolve this nation.
The Path it calls it calls deep in our soul. We must walk it walk it steady even though we fear we fear we walk to our destiny anyway. We are a nation under siege for we are divided and the enemy knows our weakness and uses it fiercely against us. But, is it a weakness or a ploy that is used in strategic play? Does a thought cost much or is it infamy in itself?
This Path we walk for the Glory of Fight to stand against those of corrupt nature that would contaminate this country’s virtue that says we are our word and our word is our sword against all who would dare to insidiously undercut us with detrimental laments of insults that degrade the soul of this nation.
We are indeed watchful, careful and skeptical of unnatural occurrences that defy conventional explanations in time of racial tension. Although, we see and look all things are not perceptible at first glance but persistent observation reveals much.
As time progresses, the strengthening and reinforcing of us all on this Path that we travel together shows a nation in healing. As we heal and help others we all heal. We all evolve and move humankind further along.
By
Felicia McCaw
Monday, October 13, 2014
The Birth and Beginning Life of Gluscabi
Inspired by The Coming of Gluscabi, located in Native American Stories by Joseph Bruchac.
Tabaldak the creator of human beings dusted his hands of
dust
Emerging from the dust Gluscabi became and said wonderful am I be
Tabaldak looked at him astonished of how he Odzihozo who was once named Gluscabi made himself from nothing evolved to wonder
The owner walked with Odzihozo once named Gluscabi and said behold all that I created the world, oceans, rivers and lakes in my mind the image of all wish I
By
Felicia McCaw
Tabaldak the creator of human beings dusted his hands of
dust
Emerging from the dust Gluscabi became and said wonderful am I be
Tabaldak looked at him astonished of how he Odzihozo who was once named Gluscabi made himself from nothing evolved to wonder
The owner walked with Odzihozo once named Gluscabi and said behold all that I created the world, oceans, rivers and lakes in my mind the image of all wish I
By
Felicia McCaw
Wednesday, October 8, 2014
Bluebonnet
(A tale of Indian Folklore)
Inspired by The Legend of the Blue Bonnet, written by Tommie DePaola
A sun of hot fierce rose high in sky as commanche tribe of prayed prayed for revelation
Land of parched thrist cried I am dying dying and I cannot nourish the people
The tribe sang sang a song request for rain rain to grow the land green green with life life
Three days three days they sang sang and waited waited and no rain came to heal the land
Famine drought high this young old fierce hard and left few of both
She-Who-Is-Alone sat silently thinking the shaman will pray pray for rain and soon we will all be once plentiful
All alone the people cared for her a orphan with a doll of warrior to call her own
The people gave offerings of what was important to them with the great spirits saying a whispery yes on the wind and waited for one brave girl to bring new life to her people
She-Who-Is-Alone gave her doll of love as sacrifice and the great spirit said I accept your offering from the innocence of your heart I will grant rain and new life to the tribe of commanche
Looking at her with awe the shaman changed her name to Bluebonnet for her hair was decorated with coronet of braids with flowers of blue interwoven and it rained rained as tears of thankfulness pored from eyes of soft brown and was also known as the One-Who-Dearly-Loved-Her-People.
By
Felicia McCaw
Inspired by The Legend of the Blue Bonnet, written by Tommie DePaola
A sun of hot fierce rose high in sky as commanche tribe of prayed prayed for revelation
Land of parched thrist cried I am dying dying and I cannot nourish the people
The tribe sang sang a song request for rain rain to grow the land green green with life life
Three days three days they sang sang and waited waited and no rain came to heal the land
Famine drought high this young old fierce hard and left few of both
She-Who-Is-Alone sat silently thinking the shaman will pray pray for rain and soon we will all be once plentiful
All alone the people cared for her a orphan with a doll of warrior to call her own
The people gave offerings of what was important to them with the great spirits saying a whispery yes on the wind and waited for one brave girl to bring new life to her people
She-Who-Is-Alone gave her doll of love as sacrifice and the great spirit said I accept your offering from the innocence of your heart I will grant rain and new life to the tribe of commanche
Looking at her with awe the shaman changed her name to Bluebonnet for her hair was decorated with coronet of braids with flowers of blue interwoven and it rained rained as tears of thankfulness pored from eyes of soft brown and was also known as the One-Who-Dearly-Loved-Her-People.
By
Felicia McCaw
Grandmother Spider
Inspired by How Grandmother Spider stole the Sun, written by Joseph Bruchach, Located in Native American Stories.
On a occasion the Earth was created dawn and first with light of none
All the animals and people grumbled long hard we cannot sea for we stumble and fail
The animals being more atune to God knew the way to ask for light to beam bright and long
The bear said I heard it called the sun held captive by people on side where we cannot go and will share not
Steal steal the sun was the idea agreed amongst them all for need we all to see as they question reason
A fox being small quickly sly said I will I will steal it but alas he placed in a place of vulnerable and his tongue became black of burnt
Next, the possum tried to steal and her tail of bushy became bare for it burned it hot and she dropped the sun
Smarter than all Grandmother Spider stole the sun in a bag of webbing she made and had the buzzard fly high high high until the top of sky became home and placed it there for light became universal
By
Felicia McCaw
On a occasion the Earth was created dawn and first with light of none
All the animals and people grumbled long hard we cannot sea for we stumble and fail
The animals being more atune to God knew the way to ask for light to beam bright and long
The bear said I heard it called the sun held captive by people on side where we cannot go and will share not
Steal steal the sun was the idea agreed amongst them all for need we all to see as they question reason
A fox being small quickly sly said I will I will steal it but alas he placed in a place of vulnerable and his tongue became black of burnt
Next, the possum tried to steal and her tail of bushy became bare for it burned it hot and she dropped the sun
Smarter than all Grandmother Spider stole the sun in a bag of webbing she made and had the buzzard fly high high high until the top of sky became home and placed it there for light became universal
By
Felicia McCaw
TO: PRESIDENT OBAMA - The Search for Lincoln, Jefferson, Madison and Roosevelt
October 7, 2014
TO: President Obama
From: Felicia McCaw
The Search for Lincoln, Jefferson, Madison and Roosevelt continues as the future propels us forward
Fortuitous for us our search is simple enough by reading history books and savoring all the wonderful aspirations, wishes and goals for the people of America…our own Sweet Liberty and gracious United States and the people therein.
We are the personified result of what they strove for, died for and dreamed for. We are their children and our children are theirs also.
I am just indeed a humble servant prevailing again on the sweet benevolence of all people on this planet. Please give us a chance to redeem ourselves…we are still young, naïve but brave enough to stand and admit our wrong and put our shoulder to the rock to help correct and rectify any wrong done unintentionally or has been perceived as intentional.
As our forefathers knew, a turn of phrase is sometimes viewed with hostility that was never meant but cultural differences sometimes hide hidden nuances and secret amusement at verbal usage that is not meant cruelly but is thought of as intentional cruelty.
To our mortification we find our self embedded in an intriguing phenomenal well worth studying and personal observation. A situation that all would say needs to be curtailed with swift admonishments and relayance of possible repercussions of said behavior could result in. Once appraised anyone with any cognitive thought immediately stops a behavior detrimental to this country that involves scandalous behavior that could bring disgrace to us as citizens, lawmakers, legislators and all visitors to this country.
We praise God for all before us (Lincoln, Jefferson, Madison and Roosevelt) who showed the world how they handled scandal that they were unwillingly thrust in and the invasion of privacy that all politicians find themselves in sooner or later due to view differences or attitudes of how a political coup should be handled.
All stood unfortunately for a friend and was held accountable for his actions that became crucial and detrimental to a career just budding and had to be severed in order to continue forward and be the great men they are and still are and as affective to the future.
I feel that we are at cross purposes and wish to reestablish that my position is for anyone who protects the weak, the underdog, the downtrodden, hurt, infirmed and those set upon with cruelty.
I am just one but soon I will be a number amongst the many for we protect that which is ours with no hesitation and punish those who divert the purpose of this country.
Forever the servant of her majesty and the president of this sweet country and other leaders who have been deprived of what I feel is the essence of breath – RESPECT.
I am here to help push this country forward if I have to trudge in the mud myself to help win our future for our children, men and women.
Never fear for someone does care and does not life to be manipulated.
Caring always SIRS
TO: President Obama
From: Felicia McCaw
The Search for Lincoln, Jefferson, Madison and Roosevelt continues as the future propels us forward
Fortuitous for us our search is simple enough by reading history books and savoring all the wonderful aspirations, wishes and goals for the people of America…our own Sweet Liberty and gracious United States and the people therein.
We are the personified result of what they strove for, died for and dreamed for. We are their children and our children are theirs also.
I am just indeed a humble servant prevailing again on the sweet benevolence of all people on this planet. Please give us a chance to redeem ourselves…we are still young, naïve but brave enough to stand and admit our wrong and put our shoulder to the rock to help correct and rectify any wrong done unintentionally or has been perceived as intentional.
As our forefathers knew, a turn of phrase is sometimes viewed with hostility that was never meant but cultural differences sometimes hide hidden nuances and secret amusement at verbal usage that is not meant cruelly but is thought of as intentional cruelty.
To our mortification we find our self embedded in an intriguing phenomenal well worth studying and personal observation. A situation that all would say needs to be curtailed with swift admonishments and relayance of possible repercussions of said behavior could result in. Once appraised anyone with any cognitive thought immediately stops a behavior detrimental to this country that involves scandalous behavior that could bring disgrace to us as citizens, lawmakers, legislators and all visitors to this country.
We praise God for all before us (Lincoln, Jefferson, Madison and Roosevelt) who showed the world how they handled scandal that they were unwillingly thrust in and the invasion of privacy that all politicians find themselves in sooner or later due to view differences or attitudes of how a political coup should be handled.
All stood unfortunately for a friend and was held accountable for his actions that became crucial and detrimental to a career just budding and had to be severed in order to continue forward and be the great men they are and still are and as affective to the future.
I feel that we are at cross purposes and wish to reestablish that my position is for anyone who protects the weak, the underdog, the downtrodden, hurt, infirmed and those set upon with cruelty.
I am just one but soon I will be a number amongst the many for we protect that which is ours with no hesitation and punish those who divert the purpose of this country.
Forever the servant of her majesty and the president of this sweet country and other leaders who have been deprived of what I feel is the essence of breath – RESPECT.
I am here to help push this country forward if I have to trudge in the mud myself to help win our future for our children, men and women.
Never fear for someone does care and does not life to be manipulated.
Caring always SIRS
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