Beanery Online Literary Magazine

January 9, 2011

Train Up a Child

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TRAIN UP A CHILD

Fran

Scripture: Proverbs 22:6 Train up a child in the way he should go, And when he is old he will not depart from it.

Reflection: It is 1980…

     “Dad, it’s Sunday. I need some sleep.”

     The voice of a young boy rang out loudly through the house in response to his father’s call to awaken, knowing what his father’s answer would be—it was always the same: get up, get dressed, and go to church.

     It is 2007…

     “Dad, it’s Sunday. I’m tired, let me sleep.”

     The man standing at the staircase bottom heard these words as he called to awaken his son. The memory of those same words he told his father in 1980 made him smile.

     The boy of 1980 had become a good father, faithful to his God and church, never failing to seek help through faith. Two hours after awakening his son, he watched the child don his robe and light the candles as acolyte at Sunday services. The young boy was proud, smiling. He told everyone (more…)

May 13, 2009

Mother’s Day

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MOTHER’S DAY

Fran

Two toddler boys run in for hugs and kisses,
     but someone’s missing
Two little boys, bearing gifts made themselves,
     but someone’s missing
My teenage sons, now working, take mom out for lunch,
     but (more…)

March 21, 2009

Finding Ben

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FINDING BEN

Pat

     A press release on Finding Ben states, “Everyone needs love and affection—no matter what. For any parent who has ever experienced disappointment in their child’s failures comes Barbara LaSalle’s Finding Ben: a Mother’s Journey through the Maze of Asperger’s.
     Finding Ben is an honest portrait of parental love. Written in novel form, the book tells the story of what it is like to suffer from what the author calls ‘disappointed mother (more…)

March 19, 2009

Little Ears Are Listening

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LITTLE EARS ARE LISTENING

Fran

     “I want to be a body tool when I grow up!” little Jerry told his mom.
     “A what?” the very surprised mom asked.
     Jerry looked her square in the face and said, more loudly, “I told you I want to grow up to be a body tool just like daddy.”
     The young mom was at a loss for words. Daddy was an ad executive who occasionally did ad work for tool companies, but to her knowledge the little boy had never seen any of them. And the last thing she wanted was for her son to (more…)

March 6, 2009

Path to Peace

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PATH TO PEACE  Path to Peace

Pat

     Let me live to raise my five children, I pleaded with God. Let me find peace, I prayed. Only twenty-nine, I was shocked to find that Hodgkin’s disease had invaded my body. I felt I was too young to die. I thought no one could raise my children as well as I. “At least let me live until my eldest could help the little ones and my youngest could remember to brush his teeth,” I prayed.
     Little things surfaced, hit me in the face. I took delight in the rising sun, the distinctive smell of rain, the beauty and aroma of rose petals, the smell of fresh cut grass, the fortitude of old maples, the magnificent blending of pinks and violets in the sunset over Lake Erie, and my children’s smiles bright and wide. All these things became (more…)

January 31, 2009

THE SWEETNESS LASTS A LIFETIME!!! An Adoption Reunion Story

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THE SWEETNESS LASTS A LIFETIME!!!

AN ADOPTION REUNION STORY

Fran

     1964, a warm June day when my daughter began life. Placed in my arms, the sweet face, dark hair, such tiny feet and hands. All five pounds of not much of anything.
But such an impact on my life!
     As I sat there after she was taken to the nursery, I realized that her life was to begin anew, with someone else to love her, care for, and raise her to adulthood. Not my choice, but at age seventeen, with no support, and no way to provide a home, I knew, deep in my heart that she needed (more…)

November 26, 2008

THANKSGIVING READINGS & GREETINGS

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HAPPY THANKSGIVING

From the

BEANERY WRITERS GROUP

 

 

TWO THANKSGIVING STORIES:

THE SNITTY CAT LIKES PUMPKIN PIE?

LEFTOVER TURKEY

 

To read a post about the birthmother in LEFTOVER TURKEY:

PENNSYLVANIA WEDDING, (LAMOINE) MAINE ROOTS

 

 

ADDITIONAL READING:

RIDING THE RAILS: A True Story

“DATING WHEN FIFTY-SOME:” A Guy’s Version

LEAF-PEEPING: Autumn Leaves

THOUGHTS FOR DAVID

JUST ANOTHER WEEKEND IN PARADISE

AND NOW, THE FORECAST

THE ART OF THE INTERVIEW: Things Writers Should Know

MY HAPPY PLACE

DAVID PAGE: Notes from St. David’s Writer’s Conference

LOBSTER-TALES

FLASHY MOON EXPLOSIONS

November 2, 2008

Old Dawn & A New Dawn

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Old Dawn & A New Dawn

The Photodoctor

 
 
work ends
time card marked
tired worker
steps fall
as he
walks home
 
problems at work
lean on him hard
problems with a (more…)

October 15, 2008

A DOVE STORY RETOLD: JASMINE AND JEWEL

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A DOVE STORY RETOLD: JASMINE AND JEWEL

 KATHLEEN

     Fluttering and cooing the Mourning Doves chased each other back and forth across my balcony porch. They made such a commotion I began watching them in earnest. Mating season was in full swing! After covering the potting soil with loosely laid straws and grass, the female dove perched on the empty window box planter and laid two cream-colored, one-inch eggs. I knew nothing about dove mating habits, but was thrilled I’d been chosen to observe this “up close and personal” process.
     Quickly, I learned the male and female participate equally in the nesting vigil. The female usually sits all night, while the male (more…)

April 20, 2008

WHERE ARE YOU NOW?

—written by Fran

This poem was written by a young woman, Fran, in memory of her Aunt Kay and Kay’s six-month old daughter, Kate—who disappeared in Rhode Island in 1949 after a shopping trip. Authorities found the car (with the passenger door open), Kay’s purse and a baby blanket. No sign of the mother or child was ever found. Even today, Fran is left wondering if she has a cousin out there somewhere…

Do you walk the earth,
do you look like me?
Do you even know you’re
part of our family?

Have you known (more…)

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