I thought I would take a look at the Daily Prompt today and saw one I think everyone who uses the convenience of flying the skies should also read as well. Most passengers appreciate the flight attendant and show it by responding politely, but I am surprised by how rude some passengers can be. This post says it all from a gracious retired flight attendant.
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Motion.”
These also would have been good ‘Blur’ pictures. Taken on a beautiful Sunday 4-26-15
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Third From the Top.”
Head to “Blogs I Follow” in the Reader. Scroll down to the third post in the list. Take the third sentence in the post, and work it into your own.
The one that came up for me only had two sentences. I chose People buying tea from a street vendor.The post was from: Edge of Humanity Magazine https://wordpress.com/read/post/id/71943556/5639/
When I attend library conferences there are always special teas to pick from for the breaks or lunch. They rarely have just plain tea. Do you remember the post for 30 flavors of ice cream? I didn’t get to do that one, but my choice would have been vanilla. Lemon tea is good but you guessed it. I just like regular tea, sometimes decaffeinated. What kind of tea do you like?
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Ha Ha Ha.”
Tell us a joke! Knock-knock joke, long story with a unexpected punchline, great zinger — all jokes are welcome!
(Before the cell phone era) – My mother, who had never traveled very far from her hometown before, recently left Boston on her first plane trip. I anxiously awaited her arrival in North Dakota. When her plane landed and she was not on it, I was frantic. The desk clerk suggested she might have missed the connecting flight at Chicago. We phoned and paged her several times. No luck. A few hours later I met the next plane and my mother was on it. “Where have you been?” I asked. “I’ve been so worried”. “I had to wait at Chicago because I missed my plane,” she replied. “But we paged you at the airport”! I exclaimed. “Oh, I heard my name”, she said. “But I didn’t answer. After all, who the hack do I know in Chicago?”
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Wall.”
This wall came about because of graffiti. The owner decided to paint this, and anytime graffiti was add somewhere he just added to the picture. Sometimes it changes, but I have never photographed it. Now I will have a reason.
Thanks for stopping by.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Study Abroad.”
If I had this choice before 1970 I would have said to study in Hungary to learn Hungarian. My mom’s parents were Hungarian and it would have been nice to be able to speak it with my mom. Here in the present time, I think I would like to learn Spanish. Not the language of Spain, but of Mexico. We had neighbors, who took their kids to Mexico many years back to be immersed in the language. I had never thought of it like that before. More recently I know someone who Majored in French in college but then years later went to France for a month to re-immerse themselves in the language.
So why Spanish? Spanish is becoming a second language here. Many social welfare jobs now require knowing Spanish. I’ll be retiring in a couple years and there are many areas where a person could volunteer and I think this is something I would like to do. I don’t know if it will ever happen, thanks to this prompt it gives me something else to look forward to.
Are you wondering why I didn’t learn Hungarian as a child? My dad’s parents never taught him Russian or Ukrainian. My parents only spoke English.
Did you grow up knowing two languages? I’d love to hear your thoughts. Have a good week!
Vacations. The excitement of a different state. The cold. The View. New friends. All those things help to re-rejuvenate the soul. Hopefully the feelings all come home with you. This was our trip to Alaska. More to come in a travel tab.
I could think of a lot of people I think I would like to trade palaces with, but the prompt also said “species.” My first thought was my dog. I’d love to know what they think when playing, do they like their food, do they like playing with other dogs or going to walks in the park? Then I thought of other dogs. I would like to be a seeing eye dog for a child.
I would like to go through the training and then get placed with a child that of course needs me, but we love me to pieces too. Here is one link to the history of service dogs.
Thanks for stopping by.
photo credit: <a href=”https://www.flickr.com/photos/bujrn/7113742857/”>BUJRN</a> via <a href=”http://photopin.com”>photopin</a> <a href=”http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/”>cc</a>