Thursday, April 15, 2021

My April Visit (Grandma Z)

Dear family,

Here it is!!  My “post-visit with Megan” letter.  When I arrived, yes indeed, there were no counters, flooring, or water in her kitchen and NOTHING in her downstairs bathroom.  The frig was there and a microwave on the wall, lawn chairs spread around the perimeter of the room and a folding table in the middle of it.  I couldn’t quite imagine visiting Meg without delicious meals (selfish, food-focused mother that I am).  

Well, all fears were allayed as Easter dinner was set before me.  We enjoyed it on Saturday evening when I arrived (rather than Sunday) so our holiday would be a little less busy.  Glazed ham, pineapple stuffing, fresh asparagus, fruit salad, sweet potatoes….. I can’t even remember all the dishes we enjoyed.  I wondered how in the world this had happened.  Even making a cup of tea for myself meant going outside, around the house…… which side of the house was the hose on??……. filling a cup, and heating it in the microwave, or going upstairs, and waiting in line at the bathroom that most of us shared.

Yet, every meal was just as amazingly delicious, with fresh baked biscuits, beautiful soups or stews and salads.  I found out that Megan and Siobhan had spent 7 hours (before I came) toting pots and pans and groceries to the church in order to use the kitchen to prepare meals for a whole week.  All was so fun and well organized that we hardly noticed the inconveniences.  It was kind of a cross between camping and going to a 5-star restaurant:) The floors and furniture were rustic, but the meals were awesome.

Amazingly, some of the inconveniences were relieved throughout the week.  First, the new oven was delivered shortly after my arrival.  That made warming their lovely pre-made meals a lot easier.  Then a few days into my visit Stephen bought a utility sink at Home Depot (like you might see in a laundry room) and installed it into the hot and cold water and drain in the kitchen.  That was a huge help.  No more dish washing in the bathtub.  Although I could now do a tutorial on how to wash dishes in the bathtub without ANY of them EVER touching the bathtub.  It’s quite an art.

Easter Sunday was so fun.  A lovely service followed by an enthusiastic egg hunt at home.  Baxter offered me a purple egg (because that’s my favorite color).  The twins never cease to amaze me, especially in the way they look out for one another more passionately than they do for themselves.  During the candy hunt, Cade said to Baxter, “You have more candy than I do.”  Baxter replied, “Oh, I’m sorry. Here, you can have some of mine.”   Another time when they were playing a game together, I heard one of them say, “It’s your turn to win this time, and then it’s my turn to win.”  Another little exchange I had with them couldn’t have taken me more by surprise.  The twins brought me Aidan’s iPad and asked me if I would enter the pass word because they are allowed to watch a children’s show on it.  I told them I didn’t know what the password was, and they promptly informed me, “It’s the first 5 digits of pi!”

Throughout the week we took walks in parks, on mountain trails, around ponds, through streams.  At one place we saw a mother duck with 12 tiny ducklings following her everywhere.  She finally gathered them all under her body and wings.  I pointed this out to the twins and Baxter informed me, “They’re just nursing their mom.”

I had fun plans with each of the kids.  The first was a shopping spree with Siobhan and Shaila where we bought materials for craft projects Shaila and I had planned.  We also had a delicious cup of tea called “sweet potato chai”.  I felt very “connected” with Siobhan and Shaila all week because they gave me their beautiful bedroom and comfy bed to use the whole time I was there.  Shaila and I also finished a small braided rug project and two macrame key chains.  These are part of the requirements for earning a craft badge in her American Heritage Girl club.  I almost forgot, I also taught Shaila and Brandan how to knit.  They worked tirelessly on their projects.

I got in on a bit of Connor’s birthday surprises by going with him and Ethan to a pet store where he “met” his birthday gift (a newly hatched Bearded Dragon) and bought the accoutrements for a beautiful aquarium.  Ethan treated us to a yummy drink afterwards at (of course) Chick Filet.  Connor also showed me his entire coin collection.  I had no idea that some foreign coins could be so small!!  

Aidan and Shaila and I played one of Aidan’s challenging board games called The Farming Game.  These always scare me a bit because I am SO SLOW to figure out the strategy.  However, Aidan is infinitely patient AND THIS TIME I WON!!!  That has never happened before.

Brandan and I were the best organized in planning our time together.  He emailed me a list of ten things we would do together.  I promised him that I would print them and bring the list with me.  We did all but one – that was to help fold laundry.  We used to have so much fun in Boscawen folding laundry in the basement.  (Don’t tell Meg, but we might have had some under pants tossing “fights”.)  We didn’t do that this time, but we did all nine of the others.  My favorite was listening to Brandan read me the next 3 chapters of a story he is writing.  For years, I would write him a story when I came, and now he is writing one for me.

Baxter and Cade’s favorite activity was to bring me their Phonics Museum curriculum text book – full of activities for learning letter sounds, rhymes, reading….  It was several hundred pages.  I think we finished about half of the next school year.  They LOVE their school times.  

Little Owen is as cute as can be and up for anything.  We mostly played outside (although he loves books as well).  HIS favorite activity was to run as fast as he could to the creek behind their house, pick up a stick, and throw it in.  That was NOT my favorite.  I preferred swinging him in the safely confined toddler swing in their yard.  We also took lots of stroller walks.

Last, but certainly not least.  I loved seeing Megan and Stephen.  Megan and I had precious walks and talks together and Stephen and I had companionable drives and talks since I got to ride “shot gun” to every mountain, park, creek, and airport that we drove to and from throughout the course of the week.  The fruit of their lives is evident in every moment of the day when I visit them.  

Love, Mom (Grandma)

PS Did I mention that I beat Aidan at The Farm Game!!!

Wednesday, April 14, 2021

My Last AHG Meeting (Shaila)

The other night I had a very fun time at my LAST meeting! We got to dress up, and we got to bring our dolls! When I got there they had a really nice setup of eclaires, and small sections of sandwiches on little colored toothpicks, and they had lemonde, and iced tea for the drinks. It was really yummy! One of the girls in the troop showed us how to do some hairstyles on our dolls (which involved A LOT of twisting)😂 When Mrs. Lindsay asked us if we had learned anything about doll's hair, and I said I learned that I needed to brush my dolls hair more often, because it was full of knots. But, fortunately one of my friends from the group gave me a doll's hairbrush, which has definitely helped! It's going to be a long process, though, to brush out all of the knotted hair... We also did a craft that my Grandma put together for us. We made button dolls! Basically we used wires and buttons, and twisted the wire, and then cut it at the end. We also played a game where at first you had to pick up sugar cubes with chop sticks, and put them into a little plastic cup. There were ten sugar cubes each. Then you had a little bit harder challenge were you had to pick the sugar cubes up with chop sticks again, but you had to make one tall stack, with all ten of them, and you had to make the stack stay standing up. That was a really fun night!

On Sunday, my Mom, Dad, and I all worked on a board game for a long time! My brother Ethan scetched the board, and my Dad and Mom came up with the ideas, and I helped make the cards, and decorate the board a little bit. That was for AHG. 

Also, last Saturday, I went on a hike with my Mom with the AHG group! We went on the hike in a city called Elkmont. It is a fun hiking trail, were you can swim at one point in the trail! There is a small waterfall there, too! 

I have had a lot of fun with AHG this year, and I really like the group! Well, I think that's all for now!😊


Friday, March 19, 2021

Celebrating One Year at Maker's Dozen Granola! (Megan)

 

~Maker's Dozen Granola~

It's hard to believe that our Maker's Dozen Bake Shop has been around for a year! And what a year to launch a home business...I am humbled by the many friends and small business owners who cheered us through this pandemic and helped our business grow in 2020! Last January we were just having some fun selling a little Wild Oats granola here and there, and by December we were scrambling to fill orders for 100 bags of Nutcracker Christmas Granola!
First of all, I want to thank my brother, Adam Zobel, founder of "Launch" -a content writing and social media management company who inspired us with our business name, logo, and FB page. And @
Joel and Amber Photography
who took the first delicious pictures of our granola and encouraged us to pursue this dream of starting a granola business!
We also send a huge thank you to
The Quilling Nerd
. Krista has taught me so much about packaging and marketing, sharing tips she has learned from her own creative and successful business venture! Krista also connected me with
Burritt on the Mountain
where I had the pleasure of presenting, "The History and Making of Granola" at their 2020 Folk Life Festival. Who knew that the first GRANULA was served in sanitoriums in the 1800's?!
Finally, I am grateful to
Wise Ant General Store & Bakery
who sells my granola alongside her own scrumptious baked goods. If you haven't had a chance to stop by this unique general store, you're missing out!
Our claim to fame at Maker's Dozen is providing delicious and unique varieties of granola (at a lower cost than you'd pay for granola at the grocery store!) to suit every customer's tastes and dietary needs. Countless customers have thanked us for offering delicious, certified gluten-free granola options! In 2021, we plan to continue offering our original Wild Oats Granola (all made with gluten-free oats and oat bran). We really can't tell the difference between the flavors of our "Regular" and "Gluten-Free" varieties; however, if you'd prefer us to swap wheat germ for oat bran, we'd be glad to make you a special batch 🙂 We're also excited to offer a unique granola for each season of this new year, and we invite you to try them all. Please message us on Facebook to place your order or email us at meganleapiercey@gmail.com . We take cash, check, Paypal, and Cash App (MeganPiercey). Thank you for supporting Maker's Dozen, and HAPPY NEW YEAR!




And now for a Sneak Peek at our 2021 Granola Varieties!!
(All of our granola is gluten-free. Dried fruit or chocolate are included in separate bags to be added to taste). $6 for 16 oz. "Breakfast Bags" or $8 for 32 oz. decorative gift jars. Our granola stays fresh in an airtight container at room temperature for three weeks or in the freezer for 3 months.
Wild Oats Granola (offered year-round)
(A granola recipe born on the shores of Nantucket and refined over the past 20 years...The perfect blend of toasted coconut, almonds, dried cranberries and chocolate)
January-February:
Chocolate Peanut Butter Passion (a gift your Valentine will savor even longer than roses!)
March-April:
Maple Walnut Granola (a celebration of Sugaring Season in my New England "home")
May-July:
Nut-free Berry Creme Brulee Granola (for creating the perfect breakfast parfait for Mother's Day!)
August-October:
Harvest Pumpkin Spice Granola (our favorite fall flavors!)
November-December:
Holiday Nutcracker Granola (a sweet treat for your neighbors, friends and family)

Mediterranean Regional Meal

~Mediterranean Regional Meal~

Our main dish was Crispy Sesame Falafel Melts with Garlicky Green Tahini
Our sides were pita chips and hummus, Connor's Tabbouleh Salad and Brandan's Chickpea Salad

Shaila's story on the Underground Railroad for AHG (Shaila)

                                                         
Annie’s Story

                Hi! My name is Annie. I am a slave, and my masters do not treat me well. My Mammy and Pappy said that there is something called the Underground Railroad. I am not sure what it is, but my Mammy  and Pappy said that it brings you to a place called Canada where we would not have mean masters. I hope to escape on it someday. My Mammy and Pappy also said that it was called the Underground Railroad because there was another slave named Tice David who escaped from his Masters and the slave catchers by swimming across the Ohio river. His Master said afterwards, “He must have gone off on an Underground Railroad!”

                One night my Mammy and Pappy shook me awake and told me to get up and grab my corn husk doll that I had made myself. I sat up in my bed, and when my eyes had gotten adjusted to the light burning in the lamp, I saw a woman whom I did not know. I whispered to Mammy, “Who is that woman?”

                “Know how I have told you about the Underground Railroad?” she asked.

                “Yeah! That way where slaves can get to Canada and not have a mean master anymore?” I replied.

                “Exactly!” Mammy replied, “And this woman is part of that Underground Railroad!”

                “Wow!” I said.

                “Alright, Annie. We need to be quiet so that nobody wakes up. We are going to have to run in the woods so that we can get ahead of the slave catchers and Master.”

                “Yes, Mammy.” I replied.

                We walked out of the cabin, and we ran over to the woods. I asked my Mammy if she had packed food, and Mammy said “Yes, but we are not eating until breakfast time, which is not for a while.”

                “Okay.” I said.

                We ran for a long time, and then before I knew it, it was morning! The woman who had come to my cabin and run away with us said that we could stop running now. I was happy that I didn’t have to run anymore, because we had been running for hours. Now that we had stopped running, the woman told us a little bit more about who she was. She said that her name was Harriet Tubman, and she told us about how she had helped many slaves escape. She was a really good story teller.

                “Ms. Harriet?” I asked her.

                “Yes, Annie?”

                “Could you please tell us another story before I go to bed?”

                “Honey,” my Mammy said, “Ms. Harriet has told you a ton of stories today! She does not have to tell you another one!”

                “Oh, it is okay, Lucy! I love telling stories to Annie!” Ms. Harriet said to Mammy.

                “Yay!” I said.

                “Hmmm. Let me think of one. Oh, yes!” Ms. Harriet said.

Ms. Harriet told me another story.

                “Have you heard about the story of that man crossing the Ohio river?” Ms. Harriet asked me.     “Yes, Mammy and Pappy told me about it!”

                “Well, one time I was bringing some other slaves to the free states. We came across the Ohio river, and it still had some ice in it! I’m telling you, when I got into that water it felt like my whole body was in an icebox! It was icy cold. Literally! Finally, after we had gotten over the river, we made a fire as quickly as possible!”

                “Wow! That is amazing!”

                “Alright, Annie,” Pappy told me, “Now you need to go to bed.”

                “Can I just stay up a little longer?” I pleaded.

                “No, we have a long way to go tomorrow,” replied Pappy.

                “Yes, Pappy.” I said, “Goodnight Mammy, goodnight Pappy, goodnight Ms. Harriet! Thanks for telling me that story!”

                The next day we walked for a really long time, and my mouth felt like cotton! I asked my  Mammy if we had any more water.

                “Mammy? Do we have any more water?”

                “Yes, honey. I have some water right here. Just don’t drink too much, or else we won’t have any left for the rest of our meals today.” Mammy replied.

                “Yes, Mammy.” I said.

                “Ms. Harriet?” I asked, “ How much farther do we have to walk until we take a break for Lunch?

                “We can stop now, if you want.” Ms. Harriet replied.

                “Yes, I think we all need a break,” said Pappy.

                 We took a break for lunch, and then we started walking again. Before we knew it, it was bright outside! We had to hide a bit during the day, so we just slept the best we could, and then we walked all night. Until it got bright again. That way the slave catchers would have more trouble trying to catch us.

                Later that day, we heard voices. Ms. Harriet told us, “Get in the woods, and hide!”

                We got into a bush, and we saw slave catchers walk past. I moved a tiny bit, because the bush was poking me. The slave catchers saw the bush move.

                “Who’s there?” they yelled.

                Before I even realized what was happening, I found myself running with my Mammy, Pappy, and Ms. Harriet. The slave catchers were running behind us. I looked back and saw that they had dogs with them. I wasn’t looking were I was going, so I tripped on a rock and cut myself. Then everything got blurry and I found my Pappy carrying me. I just hugged my Pappy and cried. Finally we turned into the woods and Ms. Harriet led us to a house. The slave catchers lost track of us for a minute, so we had enough time to get to the house and get inside.

                “This is where one of the conductors for the Underground Railroad lives,” I heard Ms. Harriet say.

                Ms. Harriet knocked on the door, and the conductor instantly let us in.

                “My goodness!” the conductor said, “What on earth happened, Harriet?”

                “We are being chased by slave catchers,” Ms. Harriet replied.

                “They might still be on your trail! Let me hide you. Oh! I hear voices outside. Hide!” the conductor said.

                We all found a hiding place, then we heard voices at the door! I almost shouted because the hiding place was so tight, and I was having trouble breathing, but I didn’t.

                “Ma’am,” one of the men said, “have you happened to see any slaves?”

                “We were just chasing them when they turned very quickly toward this way,” another man said.

                “I can’t say I have,” the conductor said.

                “Well, if you see them, please tell us at once,” the man said.

                “Good day, sir,” the conductor said.

                After a while we heard, “Alright, you can come out now. I don’t hear them anymore.”

                We all got out and Pappy said, “Thank you very much missis for hiding us!”

                “Oh, it is fine! Also, don’t call me missis, you can call me Lucy,” the conductor replied.

                “Now, is anyone hungry? I will fix up something for us to eat. I am certainly hungry myself.” the conductor said.

                “Ms. Conductor, were can I find water?” I asked.

                “There is a stream just a little bit down the road. Harriet, could you show this little one where it is?” the conductor said, “Oh, and you can just call me Ms. Lucy.”

                “Yes, come with me,” Ms. Harriet replied.

                “Thank you.” I said.

I went down to the stream with Ms. Harriet, and when I got back I smelled the aroma of delicious soup, and fresh bread! Ms. Lucy told me to wash up, and then sit down at the table. I did, and then Ms. Lucy asked Pappy if he would say the blessing, and then we ate.

“That was a delicious meal, Ms. Lucy!” I said after we had finished.

“Thank you Annie, I am glad you liked it. But I hope you aren’t too full, because I decided I would make blueberry pie with the blueberries I picked yesterday.”

“Yum!” I said.

Ms. Lucy took out the blueberry pie. We each had a piece, and then we went to bed. The next morning I woke up to bright sunshine coming through my window, and I could already smell Ms. Lucy’s breakfast. I got out of bed, and walked into the kitchen. ‘I must have slept in!’ I thought, because Mammy, Pappy, and Ms. Lucy where all at the table. After we had eaten Pappy said,

“We should probably get started again this morning. We don’t want to get too off track.”

“Yes,” said Ms. Lucy, “I will pack some food for you, so that you don’t starve!” said Ms. Lucy in her motherly way.

“Thank you so much for what you have done for us!” Mammy said.

“Oh, don’t think about it!” said Ms. Lucy.

Later that morning we said goodbye to Ms. Lucy, and then we kept walking. It was a hot day, so I got really tired and thirsty, but I didn’t complain, because I knew everyone else was feeling the same way.

“Annie,” said Pappy, “would you like me to give you a piggy back ride? You look really tired.”

“Yes,” I replied, “I would like that.”

I didn’t care if the others thought that it was kind of babyish for me to have a piggy back ride on Pappy’s back. I was too tired to care.

“We should be at the next house pretty soon,” Ms. Harriet said.

“Ms. Harriet,” I asked, “Have you memorized this trail?”

“Well, I have gone on it a few times, but I just know the secret marks that were made for this trail. Other people who help slaves run away on the Underground Railroad know the secret marks, too,” Ms. Harriet replied.

“Could you maybe teach me some of them?” I asked.

“Sure!” replied Ms. Harriet, “I would be happy to.”

Ms. Harriet taught me the secret marks as we walked. I memorized them.

“Thanks, Ms. Harriet,” I said, after she had taught me them.

“My pleasure,” replied Ms. Harriet.

We walked for a little while, and then we saw another log cabin.

“Here it is,” said Ms. Harriet.

Ms. Harriet knocked on the door, and a woman opened it.

“Oh, Harriet! It is nice to see you again! You brought some visitors! Now, don’t just stand there! Come on in!” the woman said.

We walked into the house, and sat down. I was a cozy little house. It had a little fire place, which of course was not in use, because it was too hot that day. The lady’s husband was sitting down.

“Oh, how nice to see you again, Harriet!” he said.

After we had all sat down, Ms. Harriet introduced us.

“This is Mary, Luke, and Annie, Susan.”

“Oh, how wonderful!” replied the woman, “ My name is Susan, and this is my husband, John.”

“Pleasure meeting you!” replied Pappy.

“Now, you all must be very hungry! I will go fix up something for us. Would you like some tea, Mary?”

“Oh, yes, thank you,” replied Mammy.

After Mrs. Susan had made the tea for the women, and coffee for the men, Pappy and Mr. John talked, and Mammy and Mrs. Susan talked. After that Mrs. Susan exclaimed, “Oh my goodness, the biscuits!”

She flew into the kitchen, and then a little while later came out with plates full of more buttered biscuits, and mashed sweet potatoes with brown sugar then I had ever seen! After we had eaten, I said, “Thank you for supper, Mrs. Susan, it was delicious!”

“You are welcome! I’m glad you liked it!” she replied.

After all of the grownups had talked a little bit more, Mrs. Susan said, “Oh! I almost forgot! I will show you all where you are sleeping.”

Mrs. Susan led us through a doorway, and into a bedroom.

“You are sleeping here, Annie,” Mrs. Susan said, “and you are sleeping here, Mary and John.”

“Thank you!” Mammy and Pappy said.

“Thank you!” I said.

After I had said goodnight, I went to bed. It was the most comfortable bed I had ever slept in, and I was full from the best dinner I had ever eaten! The reason why the bed was so comfortable is I always just slept on a bed of straw. I felt like I had only slept a few minutes, when I opened my eyes and it was morning! I got out of bed, and walked through the doorway.

“Hi, Annie! Did you sleep well?” Ms. Susan asked.

“Oh, yes Ma’am, I did,” I replied.

“Good. I am just fixing breakfast, so you can go over there and sit down, if you want.” Ms. Susan replied.

“Thank you!” I said.

After that Mammy, Pappy, and Mr. John woke up. Then we had pancakes for breakfast! They were so good! After we had finished breakfast, Pappy said, “Thank you so much for your hospitality, John and Susan, but we are going to have to head out now.”

“Oh, of course,” Ms. Susan replied, “I will set up some food for you to bring along.”

Later we were all at the door, ready to leave.

“Thank you again for helping us!” Mammy and Pappy said.

“Yes, thank you!” I said.

“You are very welcome, and God bless you!” Ms. Susan, and Mr. John said.

Then we started walking again.

“Ms. Harriet, how long until we get to the end of this trail?” I asked.

“I have some good news for you….. WE WILL GET TO THE END TODAY!” Ms. Harriet replied, excitedly!

Mammy cried with joy, and Pappy and I both yelled, “Yay!”

That day was the most memorable day of my life. We had reached the free states!

“Thank you so much for your help!” Mammy and Pappy said to Ms. Harriet.

“You are welcome. God bless you!” Ms. Harriet replied.

“God bless you!” we all called back over our shoulders.

“Thank you for everything!” I yelled over my shoulder.

As we walked away, I thought to myself ‘I want to be just like Ms. Harriet, and help slaves when I’m older’. I held Mammy and Pappy’s hands, and smiled, thinking about what would happen next.

                                              THE END. 
I wrote this story for an AHG patch 😊

Friday, March 5, 2021

St. Louis Bible Quizzing (Aidan)

~Bible Quizzing~

  Recently, my Bible Quiz qualified to take part in an annual quiz tournament hosted by the St. Louis district. Before Covid, teams throughout the country traveled to St. Louis Missouri to compete in a “Top Ten” invitational tournament. The top ten quizzers from each region would be chosen to face off against each other. However, 2020 threw a bit of a curveball. Due to strict social distancing and mask requirements, the church hosting the tournament was unable to hold the tournament in person. Instead, we’d be quizzing virtually. 



My quiz team had already competed in a couple of virtual tournaments. Instead of jumping off pads, as we usually did, we used an online buzzer system called BuzzInLive. When two teams faced off, the quizzers would connect to BuzzInLive individually. A bright green buzzers would be shown on their screen, which they pressed to jump. After connecting to zoom, the quiz master would read the question, and after a jump, would call on the quizzer. As you might imagine, computer lag, buffering, and internet speed were all variables quizzer had to account for, and which would become very clear in the St. Louis Quiz. 

The St. Louis quiz is split up over two days. The first day, teams are separated randomly 

into three different pools. After nine rounds, the teams are sorted again, this time by their 

placing. The top three teams from each pool go into the first division, the next three to the 

second, and the last three to the third, so that there are again three pools of nine teams.

Originally, the churches had narrowed down the participants in St. Louis to one team of 

five per region in case of an in-person quiz. Because the change to virtual happened so 

suddenly, however, most regions, including our own, stuck with a single team of five. After 

getting together, at around seven in the morning, we did some practice rounds using  BuzzInLive. We were just starting to get comfortable with the lag when the quiz started.

To learn more about how quizzing works, just visit my earlier post (...) 

The competition in St. Louis was much stiffer than we had even expected. And with the lag involved in quizzing virtually, you would have to jump before the Quiz Master had finished the preamble to the question. On a general question, you’d often have to be content with two words, and a syllable of the third. Needless to say, there were many errors involved.

After quizzing from late afternoon until nearly midnight, we got up early the next morning 

to quiz for another nine rounds. We had squeaked our way into the top tier, placing ninth overall  the day before. However, this meant that winning any quizzes would be much harder.

Going into St. Louis, all five people on our time had decided beforehand what questions 

they would focus on. We had a Memory Verse quizzer, those who focused on General 

Questions, and an According to quizzer. I had chosen to work on According to’s, and I had my 

work cut out for me. Most of the According to quizzers had memorized Matthew to the verse, so 

that as soon as they heard a verse, they could jump, and start listing all the possible questions 

from that verse. For example, if they jumped on “According to Matthew Chapter 4:11…” they 

would start listing questions like, “Who left Jesus, Who did the Devil leave, Who came and 

attended to Jesus,” etc. Then they would have to answer all the questions they had asked in the 

same order.

Another key part of quizzing in St. Louis is having a competent captain, who can 

challenge questions, and appeal answers. A captain might challenge the answer itself, for either 

being too vague, containing false information, and so forth. Or the captain might appeal an 

answer that he thought was correct, or incorrect. This often changed the course of quizzes, 

which were often decided by a few points. Being a captain takes both a thorough understanding 

of the material, and some rhetorical skills. 

Nine rounds later, we had completed St. Louis, and my head was still swimming with 

Matthew questions. After the awards, we were all ready for a break.

I am thankful that I was able to take part in the St. Louis tournament. Hopefully, we’ll be 

able to have an in-person tournament next year, but until then, I’ll keep working on my clicking.


Monday, February 15, 2021

My 21st Birthday (Siobhan)

~My 21st Birthday~

I had such a wonderful 21st birthday! My family and friends completely spoiled me with a surprise party the day before, a gorgeous new desk and massage chair, and such special memories.

Ethan and Mom somehow pulled off an incredible surprise party for me the day before my birthday. Mom made a beautiful Italian spread!


(And yes, these were non-alcoholic sparkling drinks!!)
Of course, I had to have sushi for my birthday dinner! Mom, Shaila and I  also had some amazing hibachi and cheesecake at Four Leaves.

 Thank you to everyone who made my day so special! I love you all...

Monday, February 8, 2021

Did God Create Us Equal? (Aidan)


    
 Aidan Piercey
    2/2/2021
Omnibus III (Reformation to the Present)

-Reflections on the Revolution in France-

    Question: Did God create us equal?
When it comes to our culture’s view of equality, there seems to be no end to 
    the confusion. While they fight for racial equality, many suffer on account of it. When 
    they fight for women’s “rights,” many unborn suffer because of it. When they try to fix 
    the terrible wrongs that were done to African-American’s long ago, they will not stop 
    at slander and defacement of some of the most honorable men in our nation’s history. 
    As many protest police brutality, they smash cars, rob buildings, and cause mayhem 
    in the streets. All this violence, all this destruction, all this death in the name of 
    equality. Where did we go wrong?
Our nation was built on the standards of freedom and equality. It began with a 
    group of humble Pilgrims, braving the seas, the cold, and the wild for the sake of 
    starting a godly city, constructed on Christian principles, which would be a beacon to 
    the watching world and a haven for the mistreated believers. However, they were not 
    radicals, they were not seeking to seize territory for their own to begin a new empire. 
    They simply used the resources that they were blessed with, and survived with some 
    help from the natives, and honest labor.
        Soon the country grew, and so did its opposition. The colonists found 
    themselves again oppressed by the king in Europe. So, after many petitions 
    to the king, and lengthy thought and debate, they decided to sever their ties to 
    their motherland, for the sake of their children, and their children’s children. 
    Through their own blood and bravery, a nation was born, which would 
    continue to be a blessing to the surrounding world. It welcomed immigrants 
    who came to escape from hunger and oppression. Through the bravery of its 
    people, it aided in throwing down dictatorships, in stopping Hitler. Blood would 
    be shed on others nations’ soil, not for the good of America, but so that the 
    freedom and equality that the United States experienced might be spread 
    through the world.
However, as with all other nations, America was flawed. It struggled for 
    decades over the problem of slavery, which contradicted its founding principle of 
    “Liberty for ALL.” It was over this issue that America was torn asunder, with brother 
    fighting against brother, father against son. Yet, even after slavery was abolished, 
    there were still great racial tensions. It was because of this that many took a stand for 
    these rights. It was through their influence and hard work that equality was further 
    advanced in our country. 
However, in recent years, it seems that our country’s standard for liberty and 
equality has been taken too far, to the point where each push for equality has 
ended in serious repercussions. What does the Bible have to say about this, 
and how can we fix it?
As is made very clear in the Bible, all men and women were made in the 
    image of God. God makes it clear that in a spiritual sense, there is no difference 
    between Jew or Gentile. God cares about the heart, not age, race, or social status. 
    We are to show Christian loves to all people, and are not to show partiality to anyone, 
    just as God does not. If we show hatred to one our fellow man, we  show hatred to an 
    image bearer, which is punishable by eternal death in Hell.
Using this Biblical standard, is our culture acting Biblically. Clearly they are 
    not, because in many efforts to spread equality, they shame, or even destroy an 
    individual made in the image of God. If our method of giving justice to minorities is to 
    slander, and physically harm those who stand in our way, then we should find other 
    ways of doing so. If those supporting women’s rights are also supporting the death of 
    a child, then they are guilty of murder, and do not truely support justice. 
As we can see, there is a balance that we must maintain when pushing for 
    social change. We must be careful not to push through our changes, without 
    considering their effects on others. Just as soldiers would not bomb a whole 
    city to take out one target, so we must not let our emotions lead to irreparable 
    damage, such as that which has been caused by our culture. We should not 
    hold up one Biblical text, while trampling the others beneath our feet.