Back To School Memories and A Giveaway!

Mary is giving away this awesome backpack at her place! All you have to do is mention the contest on your blog and leave her a comment telling her one of your "first day of school memories". How easy is that folks? Hmmm, I am quite forgetful in my old age so I am going to need to think hard, but I bet I can do it! I have one child left in school and he said, "Mom, I need you to win because those are my school colors!" Wish me luck!



The drawing is next Tuesday so you need to enter soon!



I just turned fourteen and was going into my freshmen year of high school. I was scared to death! I didn't like change. I was used to having the same teachers year after year and the same classmates too. They had grown up with me and knew the reason I limped, had crooked fingers, wore splints and sometimes used crutches. No explanation needed.

I started off my high school years on crutches. Back in the olden days we didn't have backpacks like kids do now. I wasn't sure how I was going to get around that big school carrying my books. I got to school early that morning and was determined to get three classes worth of books and folders so I wouldn't have to keep coming back to my locker which was quite a walk. I was stubborn and too prideful to ask someone new for help.

I was pleased as punch when I managed to get all my books and folders for those three classes. As I was walking with them I tripped and fell. All my things went flying everywhere! Because of my arthritic knees I could not get on the floor to gather up my stuff or even bend down to get it either.

I started to cry. What was I going to do?

A teacher walked out of his room and started collecting all my things. He got them all put together and called for a girl named Angie. He asked her if she would mind helping me to my class. She was quiet like me, but smiled and said sweetly, "Sure!".

From that day forward she helped me to every single class for the next four years. We became best friends and went through good and bad times together. We needed each other.

God's timing was perfect. Angie taught me to be humble and ask for help. And most importantly to accept it. I was able to witness to her and share the gospel!

It was a win/win situation for both of us for which I know I am blessed!