Tuesday, December 22, 2009

The Hiding Place

When I was a freshman in high school I read this book "The Hiding Place" The triumphant true story of Corrie Ten Boom and then I copied the diagram of the Beje out of the book for a book report on it.

There are times when I think, I've got it hard, why me? But then I think of this woman, and her family who were the courageous rescuers of many Jews and others who were targeted by the Nazi's during WWII.

What sticks out to me, is the strong faith and Christian kindness of the Ten Boom family. I love both of the sisters, Corrie and Betsey, I love how they support and care for each other.

They were such honest and simple people who continually lived their religion. Even in the midst of the concentration camp that they were sent to after being captured by the Gestapo, they were able to help and inspire others.

These women lost everything, Corrie eventually lost her family and her beloved Betsie, yet she was a beacon of love and hope for many years after her rescue from the camp.

I always seem to gravitate to these types of stories, these types of people when I am going through a hard time myself.

At times I need courage, and I find it through others words, others faith, others strength. I am so grateful for what I have, even when times are tough.

Monday, October 5, 2009

The Builders

A Poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The Builders

All are architects of Fate,
Working in these walls of Time;
Some with massive deeds and great,
Some with ornaments of rhyme.

Nothing useless is, or low;
Each thing in its place is best;
And what seems but idle show
Strengthens and supports the rest.

For the structure that we raise,
Time is with materials filled;
Our todays and yesterdays
Are the blocks with which we build.

Truly shape and fashion these;
Leave no yawning gaps between;
Think not, because no man sees,
Such things will remain unseen.

In the elder days of Art,
Builders wrought with greatest care
Each minute and unseen part;
For the gods see everywhere.

Let us do our work as well,
Both the unseen and the seen;
Make the house where gods may dwell
Beautiful, entire, and clean.

Else our lives are incomplete,
Standing in these walls of Time,
Broken stairways, where the feet
Stumble, as they seek to climb.

Build today, then, strong and sure,
With a firm and ample base;
And ascending and secure
Shall tomorrow find its place.

Thus alone can we attain
To those turrets, where the eye
Sees the world as one vast plain,
And one boundless reach of sky.


Friday, September 11, 2009

September 11th 2001

September 11, 2001

A day I, nor anyone cognizant of world events, shall ever forget. I was pregnant with my son Sione, walking around a little bread store near the home that I grew up in, when I understood that something was wrong.

The radio, normally tuned to country music, was tuned to the news and people looked very distressed. I asked the clerk what was happening and she told me that an airplane had hit a tower in New York, I thought how terrible that was for them then went home to tune to the news and call my mom.

At home I saw on the television the image of the plane hitting the tower, over and over. I talked to my mom about it and then sat to watch the footage, it was so surreal that I couldn't believe it was happening, not really. When the other plane hit I thought "what next?"

The news of other planes headed towards other targets, including one that hit the Pentagon and one headed towards the White House, made me feel as though the entire country was at risk, that anything could happen anywhere. I worried about my children in their classrooms, I didn't want them to know about what had happened, they were so young.

That was Sept. 11th for me. The after effect was seeing flags everywhere, walking around at school and looking in other peoples faces, knowing that they knew. The subdued feeling at Wal-Mart as I walked around with my dad later on, it felt like everyone had just come from a funeral. People collected money to donate to the victims, people gave blood, everyone hugged their family members a little tighter after that.

We were regaled with the footage over and over again on the news until I felt I would puke from the constant reminder. I kept the TV off, it was just too overwhelming.

Eventually, the fervour stopped, the flags posted outside of car windows were ripped to shreds by the wind and eventually put away. Things, and people went back to normal with everyday concerns crowding in over the extraordinary occurrence of that day.

A day, that connected us all, a day that if mentioned will bring to mind the common remembrance.

The thread that has bound Americans and has come to mean many things to us all. It is a tragedy though at its core and will ever be.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Taking Baby Steps

So, this is the world

expansive, broad

my world, has been rather small,

A microcosm of myopia.

I see out into the world,

and see possibilities.


What if, haunts me.

What if I fail?

will i be shunned, scorned

The world,

this broad wide world,

is full of failure,


There is failure,


I ask who has learned to walk,

without taking a first step?

As I take a step,

I shall know what it means to have courage,

I shall know.

Friday, September 4, 2009

A Better Post about Life

Hello out there!

Sorry for my neglect... I needed a break. I think this blog deserves a good word painting, so here you all are.


So beautiful, and terrible, embraced with passion each step that you take can lead you to the gift of fulfillment, joy, happiness, yet terrible misery as well.

Embraced, embraced, can we live another way?

Of course we can, drift, wander, a lost soul in the sea of humanity. A dream, unfulfilled dies away with neglect and we are reduced to apathy.

Yet life, life, life can throb, life can fill there can be a fullness of joy, bursting forth from our hearts as we shake off the shame of what we think is owed us, and create for ourselves beauty from the ashes.

Marvel at the fresh scent of a new spring day, the mountains solid, sturdy, verdant and strong. Stand in awe of Gods wonders, stand in awe of the elements. Accept that things don't always work the way that you want, people don't always agree, but they too are aching with thoughts of life, all deserve to live.



Wednesday, September 2, 2009



Simultaneously marching us all forward while our minds are still trying to process the whys of yesterday...

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Old Fashioned Pictures

My Grandparents look like the poster children for "Coke" in this picture (1940's)

(Grandpa was quite strong eh?)

These pictures were taken before Grandpa went off to war, WWII. My dad was born after the war, there is about a 10 year age difference between him and his brother.

These are of my Grandma as a Youth, she looks so beautiful!

These are of my Grandma, her friend and my Uncle Mo

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Update (Or something like that anyway, I've kind of lost track of myself) ;D

Today is a good day, the sun is shining, I got enough sleep last night (super important) we got to church on time (someone check to see if we are in a parallel universe).

Chaos, and order, life seems to cycle through the two extremes. It seems to be either chaotic or ordered...

The kids start back to school on Wednesday, Sione among them, I enjoyed homeschooling him but I feel like he needs to be among his peers right now, he likes the other kids and the other kids like him. It makes him a bit more motivated to work on some of the things that he doesn't want to do, like handwriting, when he sees that everyone else is doing what he doesn't want to do. He's a funny guy... I love that little fellow.

On our way up to my moms house today we saw that there are a dozen or so people hang gliding up above Y mountain. My question is how did they all get to the top of the mountain in the first place, and are they all really that crazy??? (Well, actually I confess to a bit of envy, hang gliding sounds like a cool thing to do)

Anyhow, gotta go help shuck the corn for dinner (we are having Salmon, yummy!!)


Monday, July 27, 2009

Tongan Greetings and Farewells

Mālō e lelei! Hello!
Fēfē hake? How are you?
Sai pē! Just fine!
Ko au. Polite response when someone calls your name.
Mālō e lava mai. Thanks for coming.
'īo, Mālō e tau mo eni. Response to mālō e lava mai.
Ko hai ho hingoa? What is your name?
Ko NAME au. I am NAME
Ko e hā e lea faka-Tonga ki he ? What is the Tongan word for?
'oku 'ikai te u ilo. I don't know.
Fanongo pē! Just listen!
'ōua e lea, fanongo pē! Don't speak, just listen!
Fanongo lelei! Listen carefully!
Lea māmālie! Speak slowly!
Ko ia! That's it! (that's right)
Fakamolemole! Forgive (me)!
Kātaki! Please, excuse (me)!
Kātaki fakamolemole! Please be patient! (empatic)
Tali mai! Answer (me)!
Toe 'ai! Repeat!
Tulou! Excuse me!(Tulou is appropriate when you
have just passed in front of someone or
reached over in front of someone.)
Hū mai! Come in!

'ālu ā ē! Goodby! (to the person going)
Nofo ā ē! Goodby! (to the person staying)
Mou ō ā ē! Goodby! (to several persons going)
Mou nofo ā ē! Goodby! (to several persons staying)
Faka'au ā ē! Goodby! (polite form, singular)
Mou faka'au ā ē! Goodby!(polite form, plural)

Note: īn most farewells there is a rising intonation in the voice on the final ē.

Spelling, Sounds, Pronunciation

Tongan spelling is phonemic, it is spelled the way that it sounds.


a as in father (only shorter) fala, mate, pato
ā a lengthened mālō, kākā, fakahā
e as in bet (or somewhere between bet and bait) fale, mele
ē e lengthened pehē, ko ē
i as in machine liku, piko, taki
ī i lengthened ī, kulī
o as in born (pronounced a little farther fono, pito
back in the throat)
ō o lengthened pō, kokō
u as in root (only shorter and without offglide) lotu, muka
ū u lengthened pūluhi, fufū

In Tongan all consonants are separated by a vowel, all words end in a vowel.

Friday, July 10, 2009

Friday Shoot-Outs "Textures"

This weeks Friday-Shoot out theme is "Textures"

I love this theme!! I love capturing textures, I hope you enjoy. ;D

(For an explaination of Friday-Shoot Outs, scroll down to my post for last week)

The texture of calm water

Slightly less calm, plus the contrast between rough sand, water and smooth sand on the other side. (Plus cute kiddo) ;D

Rough waterfall on the Provo River

Smooth Clear Sky above Y mountain in Provo

Billowing Clouds

Smooth Asphalt Trail

Layers of images, stone memorial, smooth grass, stone building and mountains

Sandy, Rocky, stretch of land along Strawberry Reservoir as well as the prickly weeds and deceptively smooth grasses

Thick rough bark

Piles of twigs

Rocks, wood chips, and vegetation

Asphalt and Moss

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Friday Shoot Outs - Celebrate Life

The "Friday Shoot Out Gang" was started by Reggie Girl (Who seems to have disappeared) and Patty (Who has a super cool shoot-out this week).

Basically, someone from "The Gang" picks a theme, and we all go out shooting up the town. ;p

We all have a blast, so join us next week, let either Patty or Gordon know and they will list you as one of the "gang" members.

This weeks theme "Celebrate Life" was picked by Shooter Doreen in Michigan.

Watch Out There are Bumps Ahead

Georgous Girls

Go Sledding Down a Hill

Stand in the Snow With Your Baby Child


Battle Star Wars Style

Play Games

Watch the Road You!!

Celebrate the New Year



Hair Flying By

Chase Your Lover

Be Proud of Your Country (My Brother in Law, Lee and His Wife Tresha, Lee was getting his Citizenship)

Hope you join us next week for the theme Textures, which was picked by shooter Linda out in Canada.

Just remember, there are no rules!! Just go out and have fun! :D

(Happy Upcoming Fourth of July, all you Americans out there!!)

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Friday-Shoot Outs - Colors

Don't have much time for the Shoot-Out this week, so please accept my appologies on the lack of commentary. ;D

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Friday Shoot-Outs "Metal"

This weeks theme was chosen by the lovely Audrey. METAL :D

Absolutely the neatest Metal Swingset ever!! There are seats for about 6 kids and someone can make the whole contraption spin while you swing.

Sione and Sam

Me and Roxie on Said Swingset

There is a canal system running througout Orem city. (There used to be one in Provo, but they've taken it underground). People with water rights take their turn by spinning the little wheel around changing the course of the water. My Grandpa's neighbor used to use his water right to flood his lawn and water his orchard in the back.

One of the many turn points for The Orem Canal

One of Orems remaining orchards

Similarly there is a large gate on the Provo River which helps to control the flow, it is currently wide open because the Spring Run off is so great!!

One of the dam controls for the Provo River (I didn't mean to swear, I swear!!)

There is a sort of metal grave yard on the Provo River trail, right before the underpass for the railroad tracks. I found this beauty there...

Metal Railroad Cart (Behind a metal fence)

Missionary (Woops were not doing the M theme :( I thought I would throw this guy in the mix anyway... because well, an "inflatable missionary?" How odd... ;D)

There used to be a burgeoning steel industry in Utah, I suppose these guys are a remenant of the industry.

Mountain States Steel

There is actually a place called "Metal Mart" up further north, I couldn't get up that far this week so I got a pic of a metal stock yard closer to home.

Stacked Metal Building Materials

Metal Chains on the Back of A Metal Truck

Truckers carry these chains to help secure there loads, to secure their wheels through the snow and for various other reasons.

Metal Framework for Building

Like I said, there used to be a burgeoning Steel industy and Geneva Steel was a large factory near Utah lake (it was a very big polluter of water and air, so I am glad to see it go) yet it was a part of Utah's industry for many years and my grandpa worked there until retirement. When Harley Davidson decided to build a dealership in Utah, someone had the creative idea to use the scrap metal from the old Geneva Steel building. I love the result!!

Timpanogas Harley Davidson Building

Along "Geneva Road" is the scrap metal recycling center.

Dirt/Rock Crusher in action and Backhoe

Large Metal Dump Truck Sent to Pick up Dirt From the "Crusher"

Ginormous Metal Power Pole

The Carnival (full of metal rides) Set up just about 3 blocks from my house... but the kids report that they are too expensive (darn).

It was fun getting pictures of metal!! I just wish I had a chance to visit my dad's shop because they bend sheet metal with nifty metal machinery (I love it in there, we used to play with the scraps when we were kids, made swords and such). Next time!! ;D