VIRGINIA'S LETTER TO PRESIDENT OBAMA

 January 31, 2009

Dear Mr. President,

Congratulations on your election and inauguration.  I wish you well as you form a new administration.

In your role as leader of our great nation you seem to have a special place in the hearts of the young people of our country.  As such a person, I would like to request that you address all the students of this country in a major address televised during school hours.

I think it would be very meaningful if you will remind them of your own background, and the importance of getting an education that has contributed to your success.  You have given hope to a great number of young people that nothing is impossible, but they must also be reminded that getting an education is the key to success.

Also, many public schools are experiencing severe discipline problems.  Please suggest that students respect their teachers more and consider their teachers as friends.

I am a retired Public Elementary school Principal.

Sincerely,

Virginia D. Worley

THE BLUE CHICKEN

As a child, I remember that my mother had a few chickens out in the back yard.  She had several varieties, such as "Rhode Island Red", "Dominecker", and " Leghorns".  My favorite was the Dominecker!

In the third grade at Southside Elementary School, we were having an art class.  Each child was to draw a picture of any pet we had at home, and then color it appropriately.  I immediately thought of my pet chicken and started to drawing and coloring very carefully.  I was not sure of the color, but I selected one from my Crayola crayon box.

After we finished coloring, my teacher asked me to bring my picture to the front and show it to the entire class.  I proudly showed the picture I had drawn, and the entire class burst into laughter!  I had no idea what caused this.  I thought they were laughing at me, so I started crying out loud right in front of the whole class.

 They were really laughing at the color!  I suddenly realized that I must be color-blind!  To this day, I cannot remember the names of colors as they appear to me.  My eyesight is 20/20, and I suppose I see the same color as anyone, but I cannot remember the names.  

All my life I have had this problem.  Sometimes it is interesting, and other times it could be dangerous, especially at traffic lights.

Did you ever see a blue chicken?

REINCARNATION

I cannot say if I believe in reincarnation or not, but the following true story makes me wonder.

Several years ago, I was traveling in the New Orleans area trying to sell World's Finest Chocolate to schools in the area.  I was between calls and had a little time before my next appointment, and I saw this sign in front of a house:  "MADAME JANE - PALMS READ"

Out of curiosity, I decided to go inside the house to see what this was all about.

A nice looking lady greeted me at the door, and promptly said, "Please come inside, Mr. Worley!  (how did she know my name, I wondered)  I asked her what she charged to read my palm?  She said, "Ten dollars".   I thought that was reasonable.

I sat down and she started to "read" my palm.  She quickly said, "You are not a native of Louisiana, are you?  She was right!  She then said, "Your last name is Worley and I can see that you are happily married with 2 children and a wife of many years"  (How did she know that?)

She continued with her appraisal of my background, she was right every time.  This was very interesting to me (and worth the $10.00, I thought)

She then said, "For an additional $10.00, I will tell you about the origin of the Worley name.  This was very interesting , since I had often been curious about this.

I agreed, and then we went into another room, where sure enough, she had her crystal ball, and she seemed to go into some sort of trance.  While looking into the ball, she said, "I'm going way back into your history, and I see the origin of the  Worley family in England.  (I had heard of this before).  She continued (still staring into the crystal ball),  "I now see a large  castle on a high hill with a huge basement.  Inside this basement, I can see an enormous pit-bulldog tied to the wall with a large chain around its neck, just jumping up and down, barking loudly and struggling to get loose.  

Suddenly she stopped talking, and said, "Mr. Worley, I must stop at this time.  I just don't have the heart to tell you the rest of this true story about your origin"

I paid her the extra $10.00 and went on to my next appointment.

The next morning while shaving, I noticed some faint scars on my neck I had seen for many years.

WOULD ANYONE LIKE TO SEE THESE SCARS ON MY NECK ??

woof, woof.

(I have had a lot of fun with this story for many years, especially at parties.  (Someone will always want to look at my neck)

OUR FRIENDLY WEATHERMAN

I have always enjoyed hearing the weather reports on TV, radio, and the newspaper.  However, lately, I have been confused about the reports of "how the weather feels".  Sometime they report that the temperature is now 45 degrees, but it "feels like 34 degrees".

How do they know what it feels like to me?  (It usually feels like 40 below zero to me when it is 45).

And another thing:  They are now saying, "It is raining, but it is not hitting the ground!"

How can this be?  I have never heard anything like that in my life.

AM I MISSING SOMETHING?

MAMOO'S BEST CORN BREAD

2/3 cup Quaker White Cornmeal

1/3 cup All-purpose Flour

1/2 tsp Baking Soda

1/2 tsp salt

1/4 cup Egg Substitute

1 Egg White- slightly beaten

1 Cup Buttermilk

1 tsp Canola Oil

Sift together dry ingredients.  Add milk, egg substitute and egg white.  Stir gently until just moistened.

Heat 1 tsp Canola oil in 8 inch black iron skillet until very hot and bottom of skillet is coated.

Add batter and bake in 450 degree oven for 15 minutes.  (Batter should sizzle when poured into skillet).

THIS IS THE BEST IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD.  I PREFER TO EAT IT WHEN CRUMBLED INTO COLD BUTTERMILK!

OUR NEW PRESIDENT OBAMA

Yes, he is a black man, and yes, he is our president.

1. He won the election with the largest voter turnout ever, and he won the majority vote fair and square (without my vote).

2. In this country, I am glad to say, we have a Congress as well as a Supreme Court and a President - All three provide checks and balances against each other.

3. I (along with many others) have been disappointed by several previous presidents, and proud of others.

4. I hope and pray that Obama will make a good president, but I do not in any way expect him to be a dictator (for all the reasons in number 2 above).

5. I say, let's give him a chance and then pass judgment on him.

6. I have visited several foreign countries and have studied many of their forms of government, and I would not for a minute choose to live any place other than here.

7. I also thank God Almighty that we live in a country that selects its leaders by a vote of the majority of its legal residents.  I also believe that if a person does not care enough for this country to vote, he (or she) gets the government they deserve!

WHERE IS THE SERGEANT?

In 1948, I was transferred to Camp Leroy Johnson, (the present location of U. N. O.) for discharge.  Two weeks before discharge, the Army decided to send us (about 50) on a weeklong bivouac in pup-tents way out in the country from Slidell, La.  (Just like the Army).

Virginia had no way to contact me, so she found an old used luggage tag, and printed the following: " SGT IS WAY OUT IN THE WOODS FROM SLIDELL ON BIVOUAC" which she kept in her wallet.

We still have the luggage tag, if anybody wants to know exactly where to locate me.