The Storyteller | Mary Vee

What happens when twelve family members, most between the ages of 16 and 24 are accused of being hooligans? It started...many years ago... Read chapter one, where the hijinks begin, The American Citizen click here:  Chapter One Chapter two: Hooliganism in the Airport  click here:  Chapter Two Chapter three: The Cold Sank Into Their Bones  click here   Chapter Three Photo by Mary Vee As the evening hour swirled into the night, so also the -25 degree temperatures plummeted closer to -40. Winds raced into Moscow from the artic, carrying a sting and shiver never before experienced by the ten hooligans and patriarch plus matriarch which will heretofore be called bothriarchs. Sure the twelve had lived through harsh North American winters where freezing temperatures drew tears from the eyes, forced noses to run, and breath that looked like frost, but they’d never experienced this cold. A bitterness that seeped into their very marrow. Three black...

I met Michelle through My Book Therapy. She is a regular instructor for the Monday night chats. I couldn't wait to meet this wonderful lady in person at the conference. She manned the My Book Therapy booth, reaching out to writers to encourage them. At the MBT Western Theme Pizza party she wore her duds and had fun, even took a pic with me. She is a cheerleader, a supporter, an encourager, and someone who knows how to make you smile...and today Michelle shares this with us: Childhood Stories Photo by Mary Vee If you’ve ever lived in a small town, you might understand how I began to love stories. Small town folk are required to have an active imagination if they're going to stay busy.  As a pastor’s daughter, I spent a lot of my years in small towns. I saw the stories of families told at local cafes and the exaggerated tales of giant fish, 12 point bucks, and big foot.  People can light up the room when they tell a story. Everyone is drawn closer to hear th...

Photo Courtesy The first item on the list after Israel crossed the Red Sea was to celebrate their freedom.  Exodus 15: 1,2 tells of the Israelites singing, dancing, rejoicing, playing of instruments, and enjoying an all out praising of God for His protection, guidance, and love. God wanted the people who experienced the crossing of the Red Sea to tell their children what happened over and over until the little ones remembered. Those children were to teach their children. God set up celebrations throughout the calendar year to help the people remember what He had done for them. He knew we'd forget so easily. Rather than taking a textbook and drilling the information into our heads until it's time to take a test, after which we immediately forget the information, God planned parties.  Photo Courtesy Lots of food Dancing Singing Laughing Praising God Retelling stories Gathering together with friends The result?  Hearts so full of joy the me...