The Girl in the Red Rubber Boots

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  • Graduation and Missing Families

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    I lay in bed and thought about this picture and was sad. I know everybody says “I have the best family!” and obviously not EVERYONE can have the best family. But I still like mine best. They all swooped in for Steven’s graduation, and we had a week of grand adventures. Then, “poof!” They all…

  • The Benefits of Looking Religious

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    I was entering the learning center when the old man stopped me. “Do I know you from the store?” he asked. I knew he meant Grocery Depot, the Mennonite-owned store in town that mostly employs other Mennonites. “I don’t work there anymore, but I used to,” I said. “I have friends that work there.” “But…

  • Cold Days and Dream Jobs

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    The weeks of sunshine deceived me. “I have to wear flip-flops,” I told myself. Also, “it doesn’t matter so much if I forget to bring a tea bag. I don’t NEED to drink tea.” Yesterday I went on a field trip with BMS to the wildlife safari. It was a lovely trip, only the flip-flops…

  • Poetry about People at Linn Benton

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    I’m not a poet, first of all. I actually sort of mock poetry (unless it’s by Dr. Seuss or Edward Lear), so sorry to all you poetry lovers/writers. Except recently I’ve been writing poetry about people at Linn Benton, just for the fun of it. People who I don’t really know, but see around. I’m…

  • Why I’m a Bad Mennonite

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    Sometimes it’s hard to explain to people that it’s not WRONG for a Mennonite girl to go to college, it’s just different. Slightly odd. People tend to think of the Mennonites as either a quaint idyllic community where everyone makes their own butter, or a legalistic community where everyone must abide by strict rules at…

  • Monday Musings

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    Emily Sara Smucker
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    I have a habit of writing blog posts and then not posting them because I think they’re too emo. As far as I can tell the problem lies in the fact that I blog in my head too much. I’ll get an idea for a blog post on romance, or what it’s like to always…

  • Tales from Days Gone Bye

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    I said that I felt like I was a peanut butter m&m, but instead of peanut butter inside I was filled with mud. Most people just have nice little licks of my candy coating and they think I am just great. But when I live with them, soon the candy coating wears off and they…

  • Well This is Awkward

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    Someday I will live in a very busy place, and in the early morning I’ll sit outside and drink tea and watch the world hustle and bustle by. The opportunity to do so rarely presents itself, but today I went to my math class and it was all review for the test, so I left…

  • Thank You for That

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    Some people walk into your life and change it for the better, change YOU for the better, even though you never knew you needed them. Esta Doutrich and Jenny Smucker are two people who have blessed me this way. Somehow I never knew how close their birthdays are; Jenny’s is today, and Esta’s was yesterday.…

  • Moonlit Musings

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    The van sways, and I hear a crinkle as Dan opens another energy drink. Justin shifts in his seat. I hope he can sleep. I hope Preston can sleep, in his cramped seat, only partially reclined because Justin sits behind him. I wish I could sleep. I have the entire back bench to myself, and…