Called by Name
I didn’t like roll call on the first day of school or most other days when our teacher called out our names. My name was Donna Wheat! That’s when the kids shouted out Donna Corn; Donna Buckwheat; Donna Wheaties! So, I’d sit in those freshly adorned classrooms every fall with my lips pursed, eager to…
Our Wheat Crop is Flourishing
My blog for today was inspired from the “wheat” reference in my blog from yesterday. Rather it was the photo graphic I used. The words I added were: “See that graphic of a Wheat field with those affirming words about Who is in control and I’m not?” I purposedly put my name there as a…