Pomegranates and Mangosteen

For school my daughter does creative writing and this was her latest.  She is a very creative writer!

Pomegranate!

Pomegranates are awesome!  They are sweet and like rubies.  God made pomegranates look like pink rubies!  I think they are my second favorite fruit.  My first is mangosteen, they have the texture of a lugee but they taste awesome!  I like pomegranates how they are sweet and small but what I don’t like about them is they have seeds in the middle.  God is awesome because he created family and food and how creative his work is!  That’s a nice sweet pomegranate, I can even taste it by just thinking.    –E

And the mangosteen she was referring to…it really is delicious!

Exchange of Cultures

Today after his language class, Clay taught his teacher how to make crepes!

Our kids have had the privilege of learning French and some of the French culture, so instead of teaching his teacher how to make an American dish, he chose a French dish.  It was a great time and his teacher really enjoyed it.  She took the recipe home and said that she will try to make them at home.

Bon appétit!

Live Your Life On Purpose

“You are no longer a child, Reuven, . . .It is almost possible to see the way your mind is growing. And your heart, too. . . .So listen to what I am going to tell you. . . .Human beings do not live forever, Reuven. We live less than the time it takes to blink an eye, if we measure our lives against eternity. So it may be asked what value is there to a human life. There is so much pain in the world. What does it mean to have to suffer so much if our lives are nothing more than the blink of an eye? . . .I learned a long time ago, Reuven, that a blink of an eye in itself is nothing. But the eye that blinks, that is something. A span of life is nothing. But the man who lives the span, he is something. He can fill that tiny span with meaning, so its quality is immeasurable though its quantity may be insignificant. Do you understand what I am saying? A man must fill his life with meaning, meaning is not automatically given to life. It is hard work to fill one’s life with meaning. That I do not think you understand yet. A life filled with meaning is worthy of rest. I want to be worthy of rest when I am no longer here. Do you understand what I am saying?”

            The Chosen  by:  Chaim Potok