by MarianBeaman | Jul 10, 2024 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, meditation, Nostalgia, Quotations, Uncategorized
Behold, some miracles! SPEECH Skills learned in early childhood become more difficult to acquire later on, says the research. It seems simple to teach preschoolers any language they hear. In fact, they can learn it often without a trace of an accent. Why...
by MarianBeaman | Jun 26, 2024 | blog, popular culture, Tips
In early May 2024, I discovered that the Contact page on my blog was not working properly at all. To my chagrin, since 2017 the messages of at least 17 people who tried to contact me through my blog failed to make a connection (GASP)! Why? The page on my blog where...
by MarianBeaman | Jun 12, 2024 | blog, Education, popular culture, Quotations, Tips, Uncategorized
The Red Queen offers advice to Alice, who finds herself running intensely, but not actually moving forward: “Now, here, you see,” says the Red Queen, “it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place. If you want to get somewhere else, you must...
by MarianBeaman | May 29, 2024 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Coming of Age, Family / Nostalgia, Gratitude, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, popular culture, Uncategorized
Time is galloping by! May 2024 is now practically history . . . and April is long gone. Looking back, the 27th of last month was a red-letter day for me. On that date I re-connected with some friends I had seen every day in high school decades ago in...
by MarianBeaman | May 15, 2024 | blog, Family / Nostalgia, Neighborhood / Environment, popular culture, Southern lady friends, Tips, Travel, Uncategorized
Back-up to The Blowout, part 1: How last week’s installment ended: As the morning progressed though, Cliff and I wrestled with unspoken questions: Can we still enjoy a leisurely evening and supper, spending overnight in Valdosta? (We had packed suitcases in...
by MarianBeaman | May 8, 2024 | blog, Cliff Beaman artist, Conflict, Family / Nostalgia, Memory, Reflection, Travel, Uncategorized
Out of the blue there was an ear-splitting BOOM above our heads. Cliff and I looked at each other dumbfounded, jaws dropping. Apparently, the shattering of thousands of glass shards followed the BOOM in the Subaru’s moon roof. We had traveled about seventy miles west...
