Nevada Tracy Adventures: June 2014

Monday, June 9, 2014

LEGO the story of esther (+playlist)

father's day poem

Looking up into your eyes,
I hear you ask what I ponder,
I hear you guess with Mum my thoughts,
Well here it is Dad – what I wonder,
Will my hands be warm like yours?
Will my arms be as strong?
Will I always be right, Daddy
Even when I am wrong?
When I am hungry and I can’t speak,
Will you know just what to do?
When I cry and don’t know why,
Will you stay the whole night through?
You kiss my cheek and lift me high,
You raise me right up to the sky,
You cuddle me nice and tight,
And promise we will be alright.
Just then I know it is all true,
One day I will be just like you.
Fathers are wonderful people
Too little understood,
And we do not sing their praises
As often as we should…

For, somehow, Father seems to be
The man who pays the bills,
While Mother binds up little hurts
And nurses all our ills…
And Father struggles daily
To live up to “HIS IMAGE”
As protector and provider
And “hero or the scrimmage”…
And perhaps that is the reason
We sometimes get the notion,
That Fathers are not subject
To the thing we call emotion,
But if you look inside Dad’s heart,
Where no one else can see
You’ll find he’s sentimental
And as “soft” as he can be…
But he’s so busy every day
In the grueling race of life,
He leaves the sentimental stuff
To his partner and his wife…
But Fathers are just WONDERFUL
In a million different ways,
And they merit loving compliments
And accolade of praise,
For the only reason Dad aspires
To fortune and success
Is to make the family proud of him
And to bring them happiness…
And like OUR HEAVENLY FATHER,
He’s a guardian and a guide,
Someone that we can count on
To be always on our side.

by jennymay

Monday, June 2, 2014

Adventures ch 4

a/n Its a short chapter, Working on more things to happen.

Chak'La walked through the city of Vamra, One of the nicest city's you'll find on Marma, on his way to the observatory, to once again view Aquino, Chak'La is an red-orange bug- like creature native to what we would call Mars, He has a fascination with Aquino, or Earth.

He rounded the corner to see a ship. Not just any ship, it belonged to his friend George. Who last month had tried to sell him that very ship. And it was going for a vary good price! It just had a out-dated engine, navigation and weapon systems, barley fit for a travel from Marma to Aquino. So it wasn't surprising that George would be back so soon.

It touched down just outside town, on the side across the landing port, and then the door/plank came down with a puff of smoke. And out stepped two figures, defiantly lumen since they only had two arms each, unlike the 'Var-Likem's four. One of them stepped forwards and out stretched a hand.

“Hi, were new here. Do you speak English?” he asked, now Chak'La is nowhere near fluent enough in English to under stand most of what the human said so he said,

“A-chi chi 'ittle-chi?” at this the man said.

“My name is Cole, Whats yours?”

“Chak'La! I'n-cha a 'eind-cha of George-chi-cha!”

“Well I don't know him that well, but I just stopped to ask for directions. that and the engines seem to be messing up. Do you know where a mechanic is?” Chak'La shook-ed his head, a juster of 'yes' for humans and said,

“wess-cha, ocher-cha sid-la of twonn-chi.”

“uh.. Thanks!” with that both humans went back into the ship and toke of. Since that was over Chak'La went on his way to look at Aquino.