September 2nd: The Wednesday Hodgepodge

 Thanks to our hostess, Joyce, for posting this for us in the midst of her grief over losing her mom.

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Hodgepodge Questions-Volume 669

1. What's something you wanted to do this summer that you never got around to doing?  I had no summer plans made to consider not doing.  It's too hot in Florida to get out and go.  I've been happy in the AC, waiting for cooler temps!

2. Were you the student who sat in the front row or hid in the back of the class? If you could go back and take one high school class again just for fun, which would it be?  I enjoyed school and usually sat in the middle if seats weren't assigned.  If they were assigned alphabetically, my maiden name is Kelly, which put me smack in the middle anyway!  I loved biology, art, and English classes.  Now, I might go back for that geometry class I didn't do well in (C) and try it again for an A.

3. What characteristics do you think are essential in a good teacher (this can be applied to anyone who teaches, not just classroom teachers)?  Patience and a love for the job.  True for most professions, though!

4. September 2nd is National Grits Day. Have you ever eaten grits? Are you a fan? If so, how do you like yours? Would people describe you as 'having grit'?  I live in the South and have had grits many times.  There are grits in my pantry right now.  For breakfast, I put a little butter on them and perhaps some syrup.  I enjoy shrimp and grits often in restaurants.  Yes, I do have some grit, I think.

5. What's something you're never too old or too young to enjoy?  A baby's laughter.  A cold drink on a hot day.  Lunch with friends.  God's grace and mercy.  I could keep going!!

6. Insert your own random thought here.  It has nothing to do with the subjects here, but I got three bags of clothing donated to a local charity after cleaning out my closet!!  It feels good to be done with that!!

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Precious Lord, Take My Hand, Verse 1

--Thomas A. Dorsey in 1932

Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I am tired, I am weak, I am worn
Through the storm, through the night
Lead me on to the light
Take my hand, precious Lord
Lead me home