One of my favourite social media quizzes is the ‘What Animal Am I?’ quiz. Not because I enjoy social media quizzes but because it puzzles me how there are literally a zillion different animal types, but you always get a ‘standard’ creature like a sloth, horse, or tiger. Why are the results never a sea slug or a flea?
It is December 25. A time of joy and holidays with families celebrating with gifts and banquets. Decorated evergreen trees are everywhere. It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas, but it isn’t.
Modern lifestyle has turned us into highly dependent beings resulting in the loss of our forefathers’ know-how. At the time, these skills were considered general knowledge and included building a fire or shelter, cooking from scratch, and walking in single file when required
Complaints about bad drivers are probably the third most common topic of every conversation I have, right after poor phone service and dog poo.
There always seems to be a challenge, a month, or a day throughout the year, for people to give up the plonk. That sentence alone is concerning.
Being creative in the kitchen is not one of my strong points. I keep it simple – find a recipe, follow the recipe, eat the recipe. This has always worked for me because as I was growing up, food was simple. My mother and my grandmother produced perfectly suitable meals of which none of us had to count our calories nor did we put on weight. Simple. How things have changed. I remember the moment when simple was no longer good enough. My daughter was in her final years of primary school, and suddenly her lunches were ‘boring’. So, I put on my Super-Mum cape and went in search of more exciting lunch options.
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It has been an exceptionally long time since I have seen something on social media that impresses or interests me. So much is repetitive: complaints, bragging, funny videos, or memes. However, what has caught my eye of late is the number of posts about the increase of handwritten letters.
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My daughter has finished school, yet I recently contemplated the subjects offered by our education system and their relevance to the community. This moment of deep thought was inspired by a Facebook meme that pointed out how it would be nice if the same amount of time was spent teaching people to communicate with Autistic children as is spent on teaching Autistic children how to share with the rest of the world.
In my previous life, I was deeply involved in the self-awareness and personal development industry. I worked with executives and their employees to turn around morale both individually and as an organisation to increase productivity and profits. I loved it.
Respect for life. Respect for things. Respect for self. This is how I was raised and at the ripe old age of forty-four, I am sure I am stating the obvious when I say respect for anything is majorly lacking today.
