It is Always a Mystery
I run this mental video in my head from time to time and I never seem to run out of film!
I spent considerable time this past week creating a you-tube video about the fiasco that was homework in the 4th grade. The experience then was terrifying and traumatic and today it seems more like it was dramatic as well. It is difficult to explain just why all those emotions were running rabid within me, why the wonder works of waterworks seemed to prevail.
You can learn more about these experiences and other by checking out my book
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or this weeks you-tube
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https://youtu.be/e8_BgOfZPqk
I am sitting here now with tears streaming down my face as I think about cutting my grandmother Kigar's lawn, it was about a half acre lot and I was pushing a mower and I began crying hysterically without provocation. I did manage to finish cutting that day and received a grand total of ten or fifteen cents. It was an act of love and kindness so the lack of retribution in terms of money didn't matter or at least that is what my dad was telling me once the weekly job was done.
