Author: Emily Sara Smucker
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Today I am in Thailand
My sister Amy has a life that is far more exotic than mine. Her home has a tile roof and tile floors and tropical flowers dripping into her yard from the tree next door. She lives in Thailand, teaching English at a hole-in-the-wall university at the edge of Chiang Mai. Since travel for me takes…
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My Grandpa is so Beachy
My Grandfather has been living with us this summer. At 97 years old he still enjoys the occasional adventure. On that note, we went on an outing to the beach Saturday. The boys and Dad were busy, but Mom, Grandpa, Jenny and I packed a picnic lunch and took off. It was a beautiful sunny…
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A Possible Return to Blogging
I love the internet. I love looking at the list of people who “like” something I post on facebook, because it’s always such a strange conglomeration of people. Old friends and new, liberal and conservative, old and young. I like to imagine that we are all at a party together, laughing at the same joke.…
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This Is Goodbye
I have decided to, for a while at least and maybe forever, stop blogging. You may wonder why someone who has faithfully blogged for eight years and twenty-three days would suddenly decide to give up on the craft. I’m not sure if I can explain, or if I even want to explain. But I will…
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10 Signs you might be a Mennonite girl in College
1. You walk into a party and your friend says, “Hey, want a non-alcoholic beer?” 2. You get a job driving combine for a local farmer, and spend a significant amount of time thinking about the carbon emissions all this machinery must produce. 3. You mention “Jehovah’s witnesses handing out paraphernalia,” only to be laughed…
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Thoughts About Books: Plot Twists
Most of my interesting moments this summer are happening vicariously through the books I read. The thing I’ve noticed about books is, whether they’re good or bad, deep or fluffy, long or short, literary or popular, they all get me thinking about ideas that I want to share on my blog. I’ve thought about doing…
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Too Tired to Title this
This morning my alarm rang at 7:30 am. In half an hour I was on my Mom’s bicycle, peddling to the warehouse. I spent an hour sticking tags on bags of grass seed at the going rate of $0.50 a pallet, which can earn me a few dollars more than minimum wage if I go…
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Writers who Don’t Care
I’ve decided that there are two types of writers: writers who care, and writers who don’t care. Writers who care write in order to be heard. They post Facebook status updates about the bickering matches they’re writing for their characters. They spend hours pounding away at the keyboard, and go to writer’s conferences, and endlessly…
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All You’ve Ever Searched For
People end up on my blog by googling some pretty interesting things. I find them vastly amusing. Today I decided to make cartoons of some of them. Search: Cantaloupes under rubberboots Search: Miley Smucker Search: Girl in pool of slime Search: Mennonite rule on red vehicle
