Tag Archives: Work

Who Do You Work For?

Who Is Your Boss? By Edgar A Guest “I work for someone else,” he said, “I have no chance to get ahead. At night I leave the job behind; at morn I face the same old grind and everything I … Continue reading

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What Passion!

It’s All In The Delivery The actress Helena Modjeska was highly regarded for her ability to breathe life and emotion into her performances.  One day she was giving a dramatic recitation at a dinner party.  The item she recited was … Continue reading

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Wonderful Land of Raining Minutes

  One of the Dec 26th daily challenges at The Write Practice was to imagine it was raining unicorns. Children would be delighted, but I couldn’t get all that enthused about that as I have little interest in unicorns, also … Continue reading

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The Salesman Gets A Shock

by Edgar Guest The salesman saw his shabby clothes and eyed him head to toe; so rough a looking man, thought he, could not be good to know; and since he sold expensive cars, which only rich men buy, to … Continue reading

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Courage: Not A Spark But A Fire

Courage by Edgar Guest Courage isn’t a brilliant dash, a daring deed in a moment’s flash; it isn’t an instantaneous thing born of despair with a sudden spring. It isn’t a creature of flickered hope or the final tug at … Continue reading

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Father

by Edgar Guest Used to wonder just why Father    Never had much time for play; used to wonder why he’d rather    work each minute of the day. Used to wonder why he never    loafed along the road … Continue reading

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Qualities of a Quality Man

A MAN by Edgar Guest A man doesn’t whine at his losses;    a man doesn’t whimper and fret or rail at the weight of his crosses    and ask life to rear him a pet. A man doesn’t grudgingly … Continue reading

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Passion For Passive Voice

Attending a writing workshop, the subject was raised as to passive versus active voice.*  It was explained to us by the workshop leader that the PV is seen as a grave error by modern editors. Later, while a lovely walk … Continue reading

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INNOCENCE LOST

When I was a teen my Mom & Dad F owned a café and we sold tobacco products.  Almost every day, among my other jobs, I would refill the wooden rack with the various brands of cigarettes.  When people came … Continue reading

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The Crows

High in the trees o’er the rain-soaked earth The birds all sing to the new day’s birth, And above it all comes the rasping call Of the crows in flight as they survey all. Black wings high over greening fields, … Continue reading

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