by A.O Joel | Feb 15, 2016 | All Posts
At exactly 6.05 a.m., I woke up the girls! 6.29 a.m. – breakfast served. Egg and muffin it was, no time for a ceremonious full English breakfast! 7.01 a.m.– all four of us: my three girls including myself were already in the car! I planned to leave Carlisle (North of...
by A.O Joel | Jan 3, 2016 | All Posts
As a kid, I learnt how to write using a slate and chalk. Prone to mistakes as a young writer, the slate suited me well! I was never afraid of making mistakes as my slates would wipe clean with very minimal effort! Well this contrasts heavily with my kid today. The...
by A.O Joel | Dec 26, 2015 | All Posts
He was born under a travelling star On a very dark and silent night, his star would not brighten the night His birth, even though shouted from the top of a thousand hills in angelic tones Attracted no one but three travellers and a star from the east And so the night...
by A.O Joel | Nov 29, 2015 | All Posts
A number of times I have found myself in a seemly comical position: hands frantically up in the air, heels almost touching back head, while attempting to catch a bus! If you live in a big city overly dependent on public transport for day to day commutes, you will...
by A.O Joel | Sep 1, 2015 | All Posts
Spring of 2014 I bought a young happy cherry tree from the nursery. Her deep green leaves were a definite indication to the amount of care it had received at the nursery, and from day one I intended to maintain that same level of care in her new home in my garden! She...
by A.O Joel | May 3, 2015 | All Posts
My hands are dirty I dare not lift them up to the heavens, yet God sees me as a States man of his country. My tongue is uncultured and my mouth is foul, I dare not speak for God yet he used me as his mouthpiece! I am bad yet he calls me good, I have no spotlight...
