Vibrations

In the beginning was the Word. What does that mean? It means that before anything that we know existed, there was a vibration sent out that created all that we see.

Basically we are talking about atoms that vibrate on different levels. Each level creates a different molecule that in turns is part of different things. We know that the molecules in glass vibrate at a different rate than those in wood. Each and every thing has its very own rhythm/rate. Just as no two snowflakes are the same, so it is with everything in our world.
I guess that makes each of us very special.

A friend of mine came over to visit me a few weeks ago and showed me just how important these vibrations are. She showed me that each vibration creates a sound and each sound in turn creates a color.

While she was here we talked about the music and colors of the universe and how each tiny body in the ether has its very own sound. We talked about how the larger bodies perhaps have very low tones and tiny asteroids have very high tones. So if we could hear the range that is out there, we would be able to hear the music of the spheres. It is a shame that we are handicapped to the point where our hearing range doesn’t even keep up with the other animals on this planet.

After talking about the universe, my friend sat down at my piano and played a few of her own compositions. They were so wonderful that the music was creating color in the room. When I mentioned that I was seeing colors coming off her fingers (because I see auric colors on bodies but don’t understand the meaning of them); she said that if I want to see the colors, she would play some classical music as they are full of color. As she did, the colors danced off her fingers all over the piano. Some were shooting out 8to 10 inches with an array of different colors. I saw vibrant blues and vivid reds just flowing off her long fingers.

It is my belief that my piano giggled for at least a week after this encounter.

One cat of mine was observing this and wanted a part of it. When my friend stopped playing, Snowy went up to her and wanted to be touched. This cat is still remembering this to the point where she wants more. Snowy was not herself for a very long time after my musical friend left.

One day when she was crying pitifully, I told her that the animal whisper was coming over; that she should go and take a nap but come out when then Linda got here. I didn’t see Snowy until Linda arrived at the door and then she came out to get some help. The animal whisper then explained to her how she could pull in her own colors. After that she was able to settle down and not be so hyper.


I guess what I am trying to say is that vibrations are all around us in everything from our relationships to our projects.

Do we not feel the energy of the cars driving by or the pounding of a carpenter putting a new roof on a house many blocks away? Most men will relate when I mention that they are aware of all the sounds of their personal vehicle to the point of knowing when something isn’t just right.

All things give off a vibration but for the most part we don’t hear what is there nor understand the language that is being spoken.

Last week we had some men come to our property to trim some of our larger trees. And for those of you who know me, I told the trees ahead of time what was going to happen. But while the men were here, I asked one of them if he could talk to the trees or hear them. He told me that he couldn’t. Isn’t that sad? How can we work in an environment where we can’t understand the language? How will this man know if the tree wants more done or less done?
These beings were very knowledgeable as to what needed to be done and what didn’t.

My neighbors come out when I am trimming the two barberries in the front yard near the road. They comment on how I can trim these bushes with out gloves and not get full of scratches. It is very easy, I tell these ladies, (and they are ladies) that I will be making them so beautiful that everyone driving by will notice them and comment on them. They allow me to pull up things that need to be cut and put them into the clippings bin without any problem. We have communicated and we both agree on the plan.

Plants talk all the time. They even help each other with problems. They try to let us know what it is that they need or want. Right now I have a plant grouping that is telling me about a problem virus that may hit us this winter. I have acknowledged this and thanked them for this information. Now it is up to me to take action.

When we walk into a garden, don’t we feel the vibrations even before we see the colors?

If a plant is aware of a situation and can do something about it, why wouldn’t the vibration of the plant do the same thing? As an example: we are aware that the inner bark of the oak tree is loaded with usable calcium. (That means it has all the trace minerals to assist the body in its use.) So if someone needs more calcium, wouldn’t it stand to reason that by using that word, (The vibration of the word created the element) one could increase the amount of calcium where it is needed?

I tried an experiment once with a friend who is very open to my way of thinking. He called me from Madison and told me that he had blood in his urine and that his doctor told him that he probably had kidney stones. I don’t know where there is a health food store near him so I asked him to get a pen and paper. Next, I instructed him to write in big letters: Hydrangea. He did that, so the next thing was to fold the paper up and put it into his pants pockets. I told him that it might be helpful if he would add some vinegar to his drinking water today. (Foot note: Hydrangea dissolves kidney stones)

Three hours later he called back to tell me that there was no blood in his urine but he was still going to get some vinegar and add it to his drinking water. Then he asked how much vinegar he should add to a glass of water.

Vibrations! We create our worlds by what we put out or take in. What vibrations do we want? That angry word can not be taken back but it did sent out a vibration that could create something one might not want. What comes to mind here is, “Speak softly and carry a big stick.” We need to put out the vibrations that we want to live with.

Color your world with wonderful vibrations.

Rules

Rules are very important in our lives to keep order. Without them, people would be bumping into each other at street corners or fighting about ownership and much more.

Today I was watching a very old movie and could see how far we have come in being able to control others. In this movie, the attorney brought a new born baby, wrapped in a blanket across town to its rightful parents. Isn't that nice? The fact that he didn't have an expensive car seat or carrier for this new born and the fact that he was allowed to put this small child into his car without restraints that are required by present time new parents at the expense of their fragile budget was amazing and stood out in my mind.

I remember coming home in 1960, holding my new baby to my chest all the way home. She wasn't locked into an "ejection seat" and sitting backwards in the back seat but was being held in my arms, like she should be.

I read a lot about how we have become an indifferent people, but as I see it, we have created this with rules.

How about another rule? I am 73 years old and just over 5 feet tall. If I were growing up in today's world with today's laws, my booster seat would have been with me until I was a junior in High School. I was always the shortest person in my class and even today I am shorter than my siblings who are all younger than I am.

My Aunt Edna, who we all called Aunt Shorty was never even 5 feet tall. I towered over her until the day she died. I supposed that she would have been required to have a booster seat all of her life just to keep from being arrested.

My children would stand behind me and point out things that we saw as we road in the car. The "round and rounds" (windmills) or the "Daddy cars" (Volkswagen bugs). My husband told me that his children wore out the carpeting on the floor bump in the back between the driver's side and the passenger's side.

I am a rebel and don't wear seat belts unless I am in some else's car or see a policeman. I don't wear glasses either. I don't get bike licenses nor have my dogs tagged. I don't get pets from SPCA either. I called them once and asked if I could buy an animal without a microchip and they told me that it was required. So I just don't support them. Rules!

But we seem to need more rules?

In the center of Milwaukee, there is an area that is called the Core. It is populated by a very large black population. I don't have a reason to visit that area often but one time when I was there, my mind was thinking about how confining that area was. One can not drive more than a block before they have to stop for either a light or a stop sign. Very orderly and controlling. Have you ever held a young child on your lap against their wishes? What kind of action or reactions have you witnessed? That is how I felt while there and perhaps that is how the people who live there feel; controlled and confined? Perhaps that is why we witness the actions and reactions that we do?

Rules are great but how many do we really need?

There was a rule that seemed to be enough a long time ago but doesn't seem to work in present time. DO ONTO OTHERS, WHAT YOU WOULD HAVE THEM DO ONTO YOU.

Why doesn't that work anymore? Because we are used to having our control come from outside of ourselves. We are told to "take responsibility" but we are not allowed to do that. Everyone wants someone else to tell them what they should do. We basically have been trained to give up control of our lives from early childhood on.

We expect the people who "represent" us to make decisions that we can live with. Why are we surprised when they create rules that we don't like? These people start out wanting to be of service to us but as they feel the "power", they cave in and know that they and they alone will make the rules that they think are best.

Every time someone gets hurt, a new rule goes in. Is it against the rules somewhere to get hurt? Are we taught from childhood on that getting hurt is not possible or a bad thing? Is this where depression sets in because we got hurt?

There are many hurts in life, from emotional hurts to physical hurts. So as the government has rules out physical hurts, via all their rules; we then take on emotional hurts.

Hurting is a way to get attention. Perhaps we have gone full circle and the baby that is stuck or small child that is stuck in the back seat away from the parents somehow has to find a way to get close, to find the love that they need and want to become a healthy human. The rules won't allow closeness.

I told you that I disagree with a lot of present-time rules. It is my belief that in the near future, some of these rules will not apply. At the present time I am not allowed to say why but it will happen and how will people act who have always been controlled? Will they be able to think for themselves? I truly hope so as the future depends on this.

Teach your children how to think and not how to study.

Leaves

How do you feel about leaves?

It is fall and I have seen many different re-actions regarding leaves. My husband and most of our neighbors are piling them up to haul off to the dump and get them out of the area. To them, leaves seem to be a nuisance but what are leaves, really?

A leaf is the manufacturing area for all plants. It is what feeds this plant and keeps it healthy. They come in all shapes and sizes and for the most part, they have some differences yet look very much alike. Most people see them as all the same. They have the ability to combine the moisture and minerals found in the ground and hauled up to where; with the sunlight, they can create all the things that the plant needs to survive.

I remember taking a sensitivity class once and we were asked to hold a leaf in our hands. Then we were told to closed our eyes and travel inside the leaf that we were holding. Before doing this we had done it with a small block of silver and a few other things like a block of copper. While in the silver block, I remember when I said "Hello" it echoed all over the place but when I did this same thing in the leaf, there was no echo. In fact the sound was very muted. I found myself between the bottom of the leaf and its top. I could wander around in a catacomb of large cells that were very hollow. The light filtering through was a muted yellow-green. It was a very comfortable place to be. It reminded me of being in a forest with green all around and not being able to see anything else.

The leaves in my yard today come from a lot of different plants. These plants have all stored their food in their roots for the winter and dropping these leaves.

Today's problem stems from the fact that I think these leaves should be left on my gardens and most people think these leaves should be hauled off.

Today I took a rake and borrowed some leaves from my neighbors to cover the areas where the plants had already gone down.

The Hosta leaves died back and have been put into the pile of stuff headed for the dump but for some reason, I want some maple leaves covering the bare ground where these roots are sleeping. I want to tuck them in for the winter with Grandma Maple's quilt of different colored leaves for their winter's sleep.

I know that this will mean more work in the spring to uncover them but it is important to me. In the spring we all feel great about things coming alive again so it isn't a problem to take the "quilts" off the beds and watch the new plants coming up.

I borrowed leaves to cover the St. John's Wort that has a small rosette of green at the base of this year's growth, which has been cut down already. I borrowed leaves to cover the Ginseng plants and I will have more than enough time to clean that off next spring as Ginseng is a very lazy plant. She likes to sleep late and won't wake up until the trees have enough shade for her. I borrowed leaves to cover the two Goldenseal roots that I planted lately, that were sent to me by my cousin from a plant rescue group. I borrowed leaves to cover the Black Cohosh and the Blue Cohosh with her vibrant blue berries still on the dead stocks. There were other things that I covered because I wanted to give them a head start and maybe this is wrong but when I covered the peppermint, I could feel them snuggling down for the winter.

There were some plants that didn't need a "Quilt" but this year I had planted two Russian pink lilacs and as they are really small yet, I decided to tuck a "Quilt" around their base.

I admire the hardy plants but we all need some attention from time to time so if these plants ask me …. What a silly thing to say, as they usually don't ask when they want something, they scream at me. Sometimes I try to explain why this person got this and you didn't but for the most part, they are very understanding.

I have a few that I need to talk to yet; Garden Sage and the Roses need to be talked to. They struggle through the winter and do it very well. I will probably cover the roses with evergreen branches.

Leaves to me are the frosting on the cake. They are there for a reason and not just to be taken to the dump. One year using an edger, the kind with the plastic line that whips off plants that are not wanted in an area; along with a plastic garbage can; I pulverized and dumped them on my gardens. That was a lot of work. I also used to have a compost pile but haven't for a while as we don't have a space for it now.

Do you have some nice leaf memories too? Remember when we raked leaves into a pile and jumped in, laughing and giggling. My husband's nice memory is the smell of burning leaves. To him it was the smell of fall. I love to watch individual leaves blowing across the road as I am driving. I love when I am walking through leaves and hear the crunch mostly because I am shuffling instead of walking just to hear the sound.

Isn't it amazing that each plant, no matter how small it is, is loaded with leaves?

Above my fireplace is a collage of leaves that I found three years ago and pressed. Then pasted them to acid-free paper and framed it. The fall leaves have already lost their chlorophyll so they don't loose their color as quickly as green leaves do.

Leaves are so much more than what we think they are. They decorate our world with different colors at different times and some can even make you smile. That first yellow/green that peeks through in the spring, will lighten any heart. That yellow/red/orange that hangs on the branch in the fall will brighten any day.

As Martha Stewart would put it, "Leaves are a good thing."

Animal Abuse

Animal Abuse

"Why would anyone harm an animal?" was the question posed by my husband tonight. The answer is faulty education.

We have been taught that we are THE PEOPLE of this planet; everything else is subservient to us. This is everything; other races, other religions, other countries, it includes plants and animals. How many times have you heard, "it is only a cat or only a tree?" We have been taught that WE are the only things on this planet that matter.

I do believe that we are making some head way in this educational process as only 100 years ago, and this is not a very long time in regard to history, people talked about the black person as being an animal. They were beings to be use and owned. We still have a long way to go but we are making progress and it is my belief that one day, all beings will be recognized as being a part of the Earth family.

It has always amazed me that a white blond lady will hug and cuddle an all black poodle but to hug a black person who has been helpful would be out of the question.

Tonight I overheard the 60 Minutes program talking about a Horse Whisper. That is a person who can communicate with horses. All beings try to communicate with humans but we have not allowed that as even a possibility until lately.

Why have we been taught that we are the superior race on this planet? In many holy books the early writers felt alone and needed to have this feeling that they were the chosen ones and God spoke to them and through them. Why would a creator favor one species over another? Do you love one of your children more than any of the others?

As a person who believes in reincarnation, I know that I have been many things. I have been many races and belonged to many religions. There is no, "I'm better than you are" any where in this universe. We have been trained to think this.

Look at the educational system. I am better because I am getting better grades than you are. But what are you learning? You are learning what they want you to know? Are you learning to think? Even some of the books we are learning from are loaded with miss information. I was trained to think that we were the super power in WWII but I am learning that the Germans were taken down by the Russians with more force than the USA put out there and for a longer time. Is that in the history books?

Look at entertainment. What is the goal of a ball game? A game show on TV? It is always to find the better person/team. The one that has ingested more facts and can regurgitate on demand, the winner. We think that person is really smart but can he think?

Does he understand the thought processes of a tree? Does he want to understand what the cat is saying? I have a friend who tells me what my cat is telling her about his condition as the cat sees it. I know more about my physical condition than the doctor who spends 15minutes with me? The cat is usually right and I can take it from there and find a way to correct the condition.

Are humans slow learners? Can we be taught to respect things other than ourselves? Is it possible that we are here to learn to co-create on this planet? Who is teaching us this? I don't hear about it from religions. I don't hear about it from schools. I don't hear it from Governments. Who will teach us this or do we learn it by trial and error?

We don't have to agree with others but we do need to respect their view points and that brings us back to; why do people harm animals? Maybe it is all a misunderstanding? Did that animal hurt you for some unknown reason? Perhaps if you understood his language, you might try to figure out what you did to upset him. Maybe he was hurting? Maybe he was just doing his job? Think? Would any of these ideas come to mind?

I have seen the footage that my husband was watching when he asked that question and it is well done. It was designed to hurt your feelings. We learn best with pain. When you touch the stove and burn your fingers, you're more careful. If they can get you to feel, they have taught you something.

We are learning about this planet but it takes us a very long time. We think that we learned all we are going to learn in school but that isn't so. This planet of free will was created to teach us. Every generation is learning bit by bit. Someday we will be the people we want to be. Evolution is a slow process but we are making headway, one day at a time. What you do and what I do makes the difference in where we are headed.

Challenges Create Character

Once upon a time, is how all good stories start so let's start this one that way.

Somewhere in my memories are thoughts about hard times. How about having to leave the library table that Grandmother brought from Norway behind so that the weight of the wagon isn't too hard to get up the mountain side? Or how about not having enough water for everyone and having to shoot the worst of the horses so that the rest could make it? Maybe wondering what to feed everyone when everything was used up? Burdock root soup again? Going through wooded areas where the trees were so dense that we couldn't find enough grass to feed the stock and had to kill the cow to keep the horses alive. The first major river took the books that I liked. Having to go the last 200 miles on foot and getting to the point that you didn't care if you made it or not? The dishes that were given to us for a wedding gift were traded for salt about 500 miles back.

Life is full of things like that. I think everyone that I know has done it, maybe not in this lifetime but they have.

It is hard holding onto a goal that gets to feel like it isn't worth the effort. And a lot of people did give up on the trail. This life isn't for the weak. You have to be strong to endure.

Do you have these memories? I do. I know about all the lessons that were there. One that I carry is that people are more important than things. I have revisited that lesson many times. Sometimes to my regret when the person you have put faith in decides to give up. They all start out on the voyage with big plans and big expectations but when it doesn't fit the plan that they had, they cave in and need to be carried. I haven't minded carrying someone until they recover and get their feet under them but the ones who feel that they deserve to be carried really bother me.

Life is about struggle. Everyone has to make decisions. Having to figure out a plan B and sometimes it even comes down to Plan Z but we are still trying to work it out. Some settled for much less than they had planned but found that the struggle isn't as hard that way. They had set their goals too high and were forever finding blocks to getting there. After settling for a lesser goal, they were much happier.

When one is finding the way too steep, it is time to scout around and find an easier way up and over. Many times this adds time and miles to our plans but life is a little less challenging.

There will always be things in your path to create blocks to easy access but how you deal with these things determines your character.

Justice is Blindfolded

Once upon a time when God was a lot younger, I divorced the father of my children.

Never having been in court before, I was sure that it was just this side of church and felt that whatever happened would be fair and just.

I was right. The Judge listened to this and to that and then in his wisdom announced that I would need child support to take care of my three children. Now I could see why people hold the justice system up so high and almost revere it. This Judge was indeed a very wise man.

Three months went by and I was expecting some financial help, based on what I had heard in court. Nothing arrived but I continued to do my best to make sure that my children were cared for.

Finally I decided to write to the Judge, this very wise man. I told him that on such and such a date he had given a decision that said I was to receive some financial help with the children. I told him that to date, I had received nothing.

I got a letter from the Judge which stated that "It is the duty of the court…." It was right out of some rule book, perhaps Robert's Rules of Order or the Masonic Order, I wasn't sure but basically the bottom line was that, should I be unhappy with the judgment I should come back into court.

I studied that letter for a long time. What was he really telling me? He really was saying that he had no power to enforce his proclamations. His only power was to tell people to sit down or stand up or pound that gavel for one reason or another. He was not a very powerful person. He wasn't even very wise.

After studying the letter, I made a proclamation myself. Mine was based on being practical and I think I was a bit wiser than the Judge. I decided at that time that the legal system is not based on wisdom but the whim of the people playing that game.

The proclamation that was made that day was not to go back to court but to use the money that I would have used to get another worthless judgment; to pay the dentist, to buy shoes. With kids there is always something and the legal system is based on rules in some book but not on life.

To this day I have seen a lot of very unwise things that are done in the name of Justice. I truly understand why she is blindfolded. I would not want to see what was happening in my name either if this is the way it goes.

Were I to be chosen to be on a jury today, no matter what the person had done, I would vote not guilty. Why don't we vote innocent, why is it not guilty. Perhaps there is no innocence in a court room? I have listened to some things in court and the jury is asked to make a judgment based on less information than I would need to give one of my children permission to go somewhere.

My sister told me about the juries that she has been on and how they always make her cry because she says, "We are deciding a man's life." And they tell her that if she goes along with them, they can go home that day. Then I hear, it is the best system. Is it? When only 2% of the people can get heard on appeal just because some people wanted to go home early.

Wisdom has left the building, Justice close your eyes.

Cub Scouts

What did you do this week?
This week we worked on our pledge and salute and all the things we have to know for the pack meeting next week. We talked about the flag and how it gets displayed with the American flag. We talked about Mrs. G's rules. She has them posted but Johnny and Lenny ran in her house and that is against the rules. It is OK to run in the back yard but not in the house so..Kind of a bummer.

What did you do this week?
We had pieces of rope and learned to make different kinds of knots. It was really fun. When we get home can I show you a square knot?
That would be nice.

What did you do this week?
Remember that permission slip that you signed last night? Well, we all piled into the station wagon and went to the animal shelter. They had all sorts of dogs and cats. There was one dog that really looked so sad that I wanted to bring him home. Can we have a dog someday? They even had puppies and kittens. I saw a black puppy that was so little. We got to hold them in our hands. Then a lady told us about the people that work there. They clean the cages, but it isn't like little cages, they are really big. They walk the dogs outside sometimes and even give them a bath and feed them and everything. It was really neat.

What did you do this week?
First we made a card to send to the animal shelter. Each of us has to write something on it. This card was as big as our kitchen table and we could write really big. We were supposed to thank them for letting us come there and play with the animals.
Then we had a snack and talked about the knots that we learned about. If we could show Mrs. G. how to make three or four knots, then she would sign off on one of the things that we need to toward our Wolf points.

What did you do this week?
Mrs. G. had some bamboo that she cut from a neighbor's yard and we each got one. Then she showed us how to put a cord on it and we made a fishing pole out of it. At the end of the line we tied a magnet with one of our knots. We went into the front yard and were not allowed on the grass because that was water and we had to stand on the sidewalk or the driveway and see if we could catch fish with our magnet. The "water" was full of metal things that we could bring up and catch. Doug got the most "Fish" so he got some marbles. I only caught 8 things but it was fun fishing in her front yard. Then we had snacks.

What did you do this week?
I can't tell you because we are making a present but we really worked hard today. Whoever wasn't working on their project was at the table making a card to go with their present. We had a nice talk when we had snacks. Lenny told us that he gave Maria a ring this week. I don't think that is really a good thing but Lenny said that his big brothers do it all the time and Lenny really likes Maria.

What did you do this week?
Wow! Look, I won the marbles today. When we got there the whole back yard was full of string. I mean that there was yarn all over the place even in the tree and around the swing set. Just every where. Each of us got a different colored ball to wind up the yarn. Mine was Blue. When Mrs. G. said "go" we started winding it up and sometimes we had to throw our balls over branches and stuff. One time I had to untwist mine with Billy's red yarn. This took a long time but it was really fun. When we got it all wound up, the first one back got a bag of marbles. This time I won. That was really fun. I am really fast.

What did you do this week?
Mrs. G. said that because we all had gotten our knot arrow points, we were going to work on another point toward our wolf badge. So we each had to sew a button on a piece of material. Bobby stuck the needle in his finger and it started to bleed all over the place but it stopped and he got a bandaide. After we got the button on, we had to sew two pieces of material together. They really didn't look very good but if Mrs. G. couldn't pull them apart. We got credit. We talked about why sewing is important, like making a tent with material and fixing clothes. I don't know if we will have to make things like that but we did it.

What did you do this week?
We all walked around the whole tract of houses and picked up junk. There was a little area that was full of small trees and bushes. It had so much paper and even bottles in there. We spent a lot of time cleaning that up and even put a sign on a bush saying that it was cleaned by Den 4. We went back for our snacks and we talked about community service. How important it is to clean our neighborhoods. If we do this sometime this week and you sign this note that I did, then I get credit for it in community service. I can do that on Saturday, if that is OK?

What did you do this week?
We are writing a puppet show for the pack meeting next month. We are all going to be sock puppets and we had to decide what we wanted to say. Mrs. G said that it was our puppet show so she was only there to assist. We came up with a really funny show and next week we will make our puppets. Lenny wanted to be a bear but Bobby already was one. Mrs. G. said that there could be two bears if the show called for it. I decided that I would be a wolf. I have to find pictures of wolves before next week so I can make my puppet.

What did you do this week?
It was so dumb, we all made puppets and we are all bears. I didn't want to be a bear but that is how it turned out. Billy was upset because his puppet didn't look very nice. We sewed buttons on for eyes and glued some yarn for hair all over and then we had to read the story that we wrote but we changed it a lot from last week. I guess it will be OK. It is kind'a a dumb show but we are going to do it anyway.

What did you do this week?
We talked about how ever one liked out show and that we were proud to do it. We also talked about the money stuff that was mentioned at the Pack meeting. Most of us got out community service arrow points but Lenny didn't so we thought maybe we could all help him out. They want us to collect newspapers and bring them to the next meeting. Mrs. G said that she would store them until the Pack meetin and if Lenny would bring a bundle of papers in, she thought that would be the rest of his community service points. I think they get money for the papers?

What did you do this week?
See what I made this week. We worked in Mrs. G's kitchen making cookies. We mixed everything up and then rolled it out and everyone got to use the cookie cutters to make a different shapes. I made cookies that look like a man and I also made a few turkeys and even a couple of stars. Then we baked them and brought them out to cool. We had some juice and then came back and decorated them. I brought the two man cookies home for you to see. I ate the stars and we decided to save some of them for next week. Mrs. G. said that this would be applied to our cooking points but that we need to make some stuff at home and you have to sign this slip saying that I did. It can be sandwiches or something. She suggested that we help with dinner a few times.

What did you do this week?
We had some more kids join our group. Some Den mother quit and Mrs. G. said that they could join our group. I know Randy and Donny from school but Dean must go to another school somewhere or maybe he is new at our school. Anyway, we just sat there and one of us had to read the rules so that the new people would know them. It was boring. We did get to eat the rest of the cookies from last week. We talked about going to the fly-in if our parents will let us. I need you to sign this slip so I can go. We might even ride in an airplane if you OK it. Please,please say that you will.

What did you do this week?
We went to the airport and climbed through a lot of airplanes. Dean's mother went with us and she is really nice. They had rides for kids at a penny a pound and each person whose parents signed was allowed to go up. It was really fun. Mrs. G and Dean's mother didn't fly because they stayed with whoever wasn't in the plane. Only three of us could go at a time. It was really neat. Some of the planes are so big. Some of them could hold this car. That was really fun.

What did you do this week?
Remember when we made those shoe scrapers out of wood and bottle tops? Well, today we talked about tools and I think Dean's Dad must do a lot of woodworking because Dean knew a lot of the different tools that we had to name. We talked about keeping them clean and sharp and how to use them. Mrs. G. said that with our project and today, we will be able to get another point at the Pack meeting.

What did you do this week?
We talked about collecting things. I told them about my rocks and Billy has a collection of matchbox cars. We can bring these things in and talk about them another time. Lenny has a box of things but I don't know if that is a collection. What do you think a collection is? Dad, do you have a collection of anything?

What did you do this week?
We talked about camping out in Mrs. G's back yard. She is going to get some tents and then we can spend a night out there. We need to have a sleeping bag and a flashlight. Do we have a flash light that I can take?
I got to bandage Donny up today. Everyone had to work on someone else. We talked about what to do about cuts and putting bandages on someone. We even used out neck scarves to do this. Did you know that you can keep from getting colds just by washing your hands a lot? Can you help me write a fire drill for our house so I can bring it next meeting?

What did you do this week?
We had fun at Cub Scouts.