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About bigskybuckeye

Born in the Big Sky Country of Montana and now living in the Buckeye State of Ohio, Richard is the creative mind behind Big Sky Buckeye. Retired after 40 years of teaching, I enjoy writing, photography, traveling, and following a healthy lifestyle.

Daniel Pennac Quotes

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We human beings build houses because we’re alive, but we write books because we’re mortal.

All it takes is one teacher–just one–to save us from ourselves and make us forget all the others.

The grief dug by those who leave makes the nest of those who arrive in the hearts of those who hope.

Monday Memories: Loving Duo

This poem was published in December, 2018.  The two dogs were part of a family for many years, and their passing just weeks apart made for a  difficult time to deal with.  I was blessed to know this loving duo, and this poem was written as a tribute to them.

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Scooter and Sydney become life-long best friends

A collie and a beagle loving each other to the end

 

Scooter is a handsome male, steady as he goes

Sydney is a beautiful female, smiling with a glow

 

Scooter stands steady and reliable as anyone can see

Sydney fills time with energy and spirit like a busy bee

 

Scooter enjoys taking long naps by a window in the sun

Sydney would rather discover a backyard path for fun

 

Scooter shows off a well-mannered and warm deposition

Sydney’s sneaky behavior may put her in a bad position

 

Scooter savors his food ever so slowly—never in a hurry!

Sydney devours hers ever so quickly—always in a flurry!

 

Scooter never becomes too excited on any given day

Sydney feels hyper and animated with plenty of play

 

Scooter manages to keep his life always quiet and neat

Sydney steals Scooter’s food—being so sly and sweet!

 

Both dogs make each other’s life first-class and real

Each leaves many memories filled with extra appeal

 

 

 

Harvest God’s Treasures

From Luke 12:32-34:  “Do not be afraid, little flock, for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom.  Sell your possessions, and give alms.  Make purses for yourselves that do not wear out, an unfailing treasure in Heaven, where no thief comes near and no moth destroys.  For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”

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Mankind endlessly searches earth’s treasures

Wandering and looking under each rock

Few ever deliver much to measure

As time flees, few seconds left on a clock

 

Treasures worth seeking, always to be found

Depositing the seeds of faith with God

His Word brings a richness, lovingly bound

Accept now His Grace, with a “yes” and nod

 

No earthly treasure can compare to this

Eternal life awaits, accept His call

Taking up our cross, we follow God’s list

His Holy treasure, never fails or falls

 

Following our Lord, no need to measure

Christ’s blood brings a harvest of treasures

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America’s Minister of Encouragement, Dennis Swanberg, writes:  “There is absolutely  no evidence that complexity and materialism lead to happiness.  On the contrary, there is plenty of evidence that simplicity and spirituality lead to joy, a blessedness that is better than happiness.”

 

Oswald Chambers Quote

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Their distress is due entirely to their deliberate determination to use themselves for a purpose other than God’s.

From Ecclesiastes 3:1:  “For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under Heaven.”

Haiku Series #31 (Humor)

Really?

Driving rental car

Flat tire, pulling off the road—

Oops—Where’s the spare tire?

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Ouch!

Hot cup of coffee

Sitting at wobbly table—

Spilling on my lap

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It’s Your Turn

Wedding cake crashes

On the road, flips upside down–

Who will tell the Bride?

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Charles Swindoll Quote

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So if you want to smile through your tears, if you want to rejoice through times of suffering, just keep reminding yourself that, as a Christian, what you’re going through isn’t the end of the story . . . it’s simply the rough journey that leads to the right destination.

From Psalm 106:3:  “Happy are those who observe justice, who do righteousness at all times.”

Flying Trash Can, Final Chapter

If you have arrived for the first time, you may want to check out the previous chapters of the story.

What lies ahead at Aaron Burr High School?  Will Pete crumble and fold up his teaching career on the very first day?  

Each of the four classrooms is separated by office-like partitions.  The walls, looking more temporary than permanent, rise about seven feet.  There is ample space between each wall and the ceiling.  Pete doesn’t appreciate the room layout much, but there is little that he can do about it.  He will have to make the best of it for now.

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The school’s mascot is the Ravens.  For Pete’s sake, it is very unfortunate that this blackbird cannot serve as  a lookout for him.  His adventures have only just begun!

Pete again surveys the room, and he feels a bit more comfortable.  Clyde still seems to be enjoying a pre-winter nap.  Traci is applying another color of polish to her perfectly manicured nails, and she wants to be finished before lunch.  The rest of the class is working quietly—at least it seems—on an assignment.

The classroom is only half full on this inaugural day of school at Aaron Burr.  It seems that many students are still on summer vacation—probably until after Labor Day.

Hmm . . . where is Reggie?

Reggie, who is as nutty as a fruit cake, has disappeared from Pete’s sight.  Pete checks out each corner of the half-empty room, but Reggie is nowhere to be seen.

Pete now begins to feel a band of cold sweat dripping down his back, but he truly has no idea what is in store for him.  Past memories take him back to the day that he was stuck in a gigantic snow drift while driving along an abandoned highway last winter.  As he was sweating it out under his heavy, winter parka, he figured that he would never be found.  Fortunately, a helpful truck driver (Pete’s guardian angel) came along and pulled his car back onto the road.

A few minutes pass.

Pete wishes that the clock would move more swiftly so that the bell will ring to end class.  He has a planning period next, and he is seriously thinking of going home.

This teaching stuff just doesn’t sit well with him.  He wonders for a minute or two why he ever changed his major from Accounting to Business Education.  Another of life’s decisions is about ready to provide Pete with another notable experience to write about in his already overflowing journal.

The clock is slowly approaching the time to wrap up the first class of his teaching career.  Pete begins thinking that perhaps the remainder of his day will turn out better.  He is feeling a bit more relaxed and confident.  Didn’t the Titanic’s captain feel confident as the huge iceberg loomed ahead?

The room grows unusually quiet.

Then . . . Suddenly!

Bam!!

A large, heavy, cast-iron trash can hurdles the wall and lands at Pete’s feet.  The airborne projectile narrowly misses Pete’s head by a couple of inches.  The flying trash can strikes terror in Pete’s inner soul, and he feels his heartbeat racing while a torrent of sweat runs free over his entire body.  He pivots around and suddenly realizes that this day really is not going to be an outstanding experience.

Pete, standing all alone in the middle of the room, is visibly shaken and greatly disturbed.  His face has turned a ghastly white color, and his blonde hair is all amiss.  He turns to face the class, and the students are all snickering.  Many are falling out of their seats and roaring with more and more laughter.  Even Clyde wakes up and joins in with the impromptu celebration.  Traci excitedly claps her hands and smudges her still-wet nail polish.

Twisting around, Pete runs quickly out of the room, down a vacant hallway, and out the front door of the school.

Reggie slyly creeps back around the wall to rejoin the class.  His thumbs-up gesture arouses even more of a deafening thunder of applause and shouts for his exploits.  Somehow, the epic sounds have not reached the central office . . . yet!

Clyde joins Reggie at the front of the room, and they both announce their marching orders for the rest of the day—“TAKE OVER THE SCHOOL!”

Without a teacher in the room, the unruly mob leaves the computer lab and launches into a riotous journey down the hallway into the rest of Aaron Burr’s no longer quiet hallways.  Another opening day has turned into a disaster of nearly Biblical proportions.  What happens next will be anyone’s guess; just be on the lookout for Reggie, the new kingpin of the school!

An hour later, the police arrive to take charge of the disorderly student body, which resembles an unruly and disorganized mob.  Meanwhile, the administration has been hiding in their offices, and the teaching staff finds refuge down in the school’s boiler room in the basement.

The bell rings to dismiss school for the day, but Pete is missing permanently.  Thoroughly shaken, he never returns to Aaron Burr.

As the curtain closes on Aaron Burr High School (this will be its final, unforgettable school year), the wrecking ball will finally arrive to turn the property into a parking lot and city park.  Many citizens around the community curiously wonder whatever happened to Pete, the novice teacher who dashed away.

Rumor has it that he is now the Principal at Alexander Hamilton High School in a distant city.  According to an inside source, all classrooms have permanent walls and include lightweight, plastic trash cans.

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Aaron Burr High School bites the dust!

Warren Wiersbe Quote

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Learning God’s truth and getting it into our heads is one thing, but living God’s truth and getting it into our characters is quite something else.

From Ephesians 4:25:  “So then, putting away falsehood, let all of us speak the truth to our neighbors, for we are members of one another.”

Lights Out!

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On a deserted, darkened street

Halloween arrives with its treats

 

The two of us, walking down the lane

Scared and excited, looking for fame

 

An empty house breathes, coming alive

Energy awakens and desires to thrive

 

An electrifying party is set for tonight

The ancient house turns up its lights

 

A full moon illuminates the night sky

Just as witches in black, prepare to fly

 

Special guests add to the scary fun

Arriving from their past, one by one

 

Escaping from his creator’s famous lab

Frankenstein stumbles in, frightfully fab

 

Waking up from sleeping in a coffin bed

Dracula flies over, with a thirst for “red”

 

Howling eerily, over sighting a rare full moon

Wolfman pounces in, not a moment too soon

 

Sitting like unsuspecting flowers on a wall

The two of us don’t want this to end at all

 

Music and spirits fill the old, rundown place

This Halloween returns with a familiar taste

 

The impromptu party doesn’t last long

Finishing the night with one final song

 

Precisely tapping ruby-colored shoes three times

A young girl requests to return home before Nine

 

Walking past the darkened, empty house

You and I cannot even hear a tiny mouse

 

Realizing again, it’s time for lights out

Planning to return in a year, no doubt