In Part I of this award blog I promised to come back when I felt like I will live a few more hours (at least at the time, that was all I hoped for), and now, a few days later and 95% better feeling, I’m back to ask my questions and add my nominees. So, here we go with the questions:
- 1.What is your favorite thing to do on weekends?
- Where is your favorite place to be?
- If you could go anyplace at all, where would it be? (Earth or space or otherwise)
- Do you prefer street art or the “great” artists, such as daVinci?
- Who is your favorite actor, actress or singer? One will do.
- Old movies or latest release, and what type? (action, sci-fy, for example)
- Do you do the difficult tasks immediately or later?
- Where is your best place for meditation
- Coffee, tea, milk or water?
- Would you rather receive flowers or candy for Valentines Day>
- Finally, would you prefer a peaceful country setting or a noisy city street?
I think most of these questions can be answered easily, some with one or two words, but feel free to expand your answers. I certainly do that, and after I have seen what others say I just might put my own answers in a future blog post. They will definitely not be one of two words. Short explanation about that –I’m the one in my family with the softest voice and went for most of my life never being heard because my strong voiced brothers always seemed to be talking at once and they drowned me out. I just stopped talking at all for several years, but one fine day decided to begin participating in the family conversations. After all, Dad had a soft voice and we all heard his every word. So, after some speech therapy I finally opened my mouth when we were all together and I think they were too astonished at first to say anything. Soon though, they found their voices again and we have had conversations ever since then. Nice, huh
Okay, my nominations for the Sunshine Award are:
- Damon, of http://thatdamanblog.wordpress.com
- Tammy at http://godinspiredart.wordpress.com
- Winnie, from “musings”
- Sulaiman Hafeeze
- McRaw at http://journeyofmyleftfoot.wordpress.com
Okay, so I only have 7 here, but once again i think anyone who would like to have this award should grab it from my post, okay? Just leave me a note with your answers to my questions, because that is what I really want to see, and Avni, my new granddaughter of the heart, I would love it if you would answer them also. I realize a lot of us are “award free” bloggers now, and that is because I already have so many awards from my many years of doing this that it was crowding out everything else on my page. So, while I seldom accept new awards I am accepting these last two because they were offered by some new people I read and enjoy.
Since my present site, Kentucky Angel Flies Again is new I am probably listed among the new blogs, and that has brought me some wonderful new friends. I just might be tempted to begin new each year or so just so this will happen again. But right now some caffeine in the form of cherry coke is screaming my name (or it could be my brain is screaming for the caffeine!) and if I don’t do something about this immediately I can foretell a screaming headache soon. Love you all. A
So, here are the rules. Always some rules apply, right>
- Write a post thanking the person who nominated you and provide a link back to their blog site.
- Answer the 11 questions asked by the person who nominated you.
- Nominate 11 bloggers and ask them 11 questions
- List the rules and display the Sunshine Award logo on your site,
So, this new Amma wants to say a heartfelt “thank you” to Avni with congratulations to her on winning this two times in a few days for her site, Avni. That is the only link that comes up for her name, and it always gets me there.
Avni’s questions are as follows:
- What will you choose between ice cream and coffee? Easy, ice cream please.
- Who would you want to meet, a long lost dear friend or family member, or God? I just can’t wait to meet God.
- Do you want a thousand good friends or just one equally good friend? Well, I think the more the merrier here, but I do want them to be trustworthy friends.
- Do you want a world tour or just travel across every place of your own country? I’m afraid at this point I’ll have to settle for the memories I have of the places I have already been, since travel today would be too difficult for me. I’ve been to Germany, to my roots there, and I’ve been many places in my own country, and for now I’m happy with my memories. And I also wouldn’t trade those memories for all the traveling left in the world. I love my home and am very content and happy here reading about the travels of my friends and family.
- If you have to choose between your parents or your children, which will it be? What a difficult decision that would be! Since my parents are now deceased it is my children, but I do wonder about what my answer would have been while my parents were living. I would lay down my life for my kids, same for my grandkids. And I was always there for my parents as long as they lived, so I’m very glad I don’t have to make that decision now.
- If you could change anything what would it be? Okay, I would take this world back to a kinder time when children were taught manners, respect for their parents, their country, and each other. Back before school shootings, when prayer was still allowed in schools and God was not outlawed by legislation just because a few people objected and the majority didn’t think silence was the best policy there. Back when people actually got off their duffs and went out and exercised their privilege of voting for public officials, and those officials won honestly. I would have a slower pace of living, families sitting down together for dinner, thanking God under whatever name they call Him, be it God, Jesu, Buddha, Mohammad, or the great I Am, and no one would leave that table hungry unless it was by his or her choice (dieter’s, ya know), a time when we heard more laughter than sobs, when homelessness was a minority, when children used imagination as a playmate rather than something electronic, when we could eat what we grew and there was plenty to share with the neighbors, when neighbors actually had time to speak to each other and visit on long evenings spent mainly at home — or visiting family or friends.
- What is your favorite thing about India? Avni, Daman, and oh, my goodness, the food! Niv cooked for me while she lived here and it was the best I have ever eaten!
- Do you honestly read the posts you like? I sure do.
- If you could rewind your past and pause any moment or phase, what would it be? A long time ago, back in the summer while I was growing up, our family reunions.
- Most embarrassing moment on WordPress? I no longer embarrass easily, but when I first began blogging I commented on a post and hit the button before actually reading what I had written. My fingers were all on the wrong keys so it was a bunch of gibberish.
- Suggestions or reviews about my blogs? You write from your experiences each day, which is a good thing. Stay true to yourself and you and your blog will grow and mature together. And continue to write about everything you see and do, and do it all with the love and humor you show now.
Okay, tomorrow I’ll finish this with my own questions for the people this award will go to on my end. Right now my sciatica is acting up and it’s time for me to move around before I freeze in this position. Avni, I hope you enjoyed my answers. Amma.
I just read a post called “Siblings” by a new follower and it brought back so many memories of my young days. Avni has an older sister and a younger brother, but even though my older sib is a brother, followed by two more brothers before my first sis, and Avni lives a world away from Kentucky, some things seem to be universal and all-time the same.
This photo was taken at a family reunion in July of 2000. Only part of my extended family made it that year, but it was the first really big one we had done for so many years we figured one fourth of the family was doing good. These are my mom’s family, my aunts, uncles and cousins from all over the country. To say we had a good time would be an understatement — we had a great time. We wore name tags, our name and the “elder” responsible for our own branch. The setting was Panther Creek Park, very close to the old place where many of us grew up. The area around this place has been cleared and manicured now, but back in the day? Well, just taking a walk off the beaten path gives an idea of what our playground looked like all those years ago. My favorite game was swinging on grapevines out over the creek. For a person who was as chicken as I was, this was the ultimate adventure, led by the older male cousins and their friends, and copied by the girls.
First Communion day for one of my brothers with one sis and two other brothers posing with Mother. This was our back yard which seemed so large back then. At one time, when we first moved in to the house Dad built there, my Uncle’s barn stood about where everyone is posing. Older brother and I took care of that one terrible day when he was demonstrating how the cinder blocks the house is made of didn’t burn. The blocks were fine, it was only the straw big bro stuffed down in the holes in the blocks that burned, all the stuff in the holes plus everything else that caught flame when the fire spilled over the sides and across the dry barn. Now the yard looks so small, with the house so close to that highway I wonder how we all survived being run over by the coal trucks that were a constant danger to us all. One of my cousins was hit by a coal truck after getting off our school bus and crossing the road to her home. I recently talked with one of the cousins about that day. I saw it happen from my seat by the window, and still have recurring nightmares about that. The truck driver not only didn’t stop for the bus, he hit Judy after she was several feet into their driveway, still holding her older sister’s hand. I’m so glad I didn’t realize the entire situation back then, because it gives me chills now, all these years later.
Have to collect my brain cell again now. More memories later A.