“Let There Be Light … Again”

Dear Reader:

I was thoroughly entertained this past week with a story in GuidePost I just happened to pick up.

Apparently there was this upscale fashion show organized by the women of one church to provide money to local charities. At one table a rather frail-looking but spirited ninety-something year old lady was providing lots of laughter at her table.

She was telling the ladies she had just gotten back from a tour of the Holy Land and what a grand time she had. The ladies shook their heads in amazement! She had traveled that far alone with strangers from around the world on a tour?

One woman asked if she wasn’t afraid of terrorists over there and/or being held hostage. She just laughed and replied ” Not at all!”

” Think about it… one of the benefits of growing old… in a hostage situation, I am most likely to be released first!” The women roared!

The guests were rewarded with door prizes. The little lady broke into laughter when she opened hers…she had won a twenty-year goal planner! She quickly handed it to a much younger woman at her table. ” Honey, I hope to Heaven I won’t be needing this!”

” I hope to start a clean slate when I return to the very beginning-the first day of life-” Let there be light… and I will start eternity with sunbeams dancing in my hair.”

So until tomorrow …” No matter which way I’m headed, I’m homeward bound”

” Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh

Yesterday I watched as Jake and Eva Cate attended Rock Climbing and Zip Lining Camp! As fun as it looked I am glad to be this age and a spectator!

Mandy and I went to Hidden Ponds Nursery and I brought back with me the most beautiful Bougainvillea plant!

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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