I Am A People Watcher

Your Lives Be As Full And Happy As Ours,and May The Seasons Be Kind To You And Your Friends. The Door Of Our Abbey Is Always Open To Any Travellers Roaming The Dusty Path Between The Woodlands And The Plains.

Imagination Is A Gift Given To Us From God And Each One Of Us Use It Differently.

Each Of Us Is Born To Follow A Star, Be It Bright And Shining Or Dark And Fated. Sometimes The Path Of These Stars Will Cross, Bringing Love Or Hatred. However, If You Look Up At The Skies On A Clear Night, Out Of All The Countless Lights That Twinkle And Shine, There Will Come One. That Star Will Be Seen In A Blaze, Burning A Path Of Light Across The Roof Of The Earth, A Great Comet.

If Y'can't See With Yore Own Two Eyes What's In Front Of Them, Then Y'better Off Closin' 'em An' Goin' T'sleep, 'tis Far More Restful! —gerul

I Wrote About A Bird That Cleaned A Crocodile's Teeth. The Story Was So Good That My Teacher Could Not Believe That A Ten-year-old Could Write That Well. I Was Even Punished Because My Teacher Thought I'd Lied About Writing It! I Had Always Loved To Write, But It Was Then That I Realized That I Had A Talent For It.