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Ana Monnar

"Good for you and be proud of yourself because you have your priorities in order. Be proud of yourself if you are responsible, reliable, persistent, and take your job and education seriously." Ana Monnar

"At times anger will trigger harsh words. After a cooling period wisdom sets in; finally, the ability to speak from the heart with love and compassion." Ana Monnar

"At times I'm hard-headed and stubborn.  If I crash against a brick wall my head will probably crumble it."  Ana Monnar

"A journey indeed, in an emotional roller-coaster."  Ana Monnar

"Saturday is a day for the spa. RELAX, indulge, enjoy, and love yourself, too."   Ana Monnar

"For most people life is not a fairy tale, it is an adventure."   Ana Monnar

"Let us see what tomorrow will bring us? Will it be joy and triumph, chaos and glory, love and growth, or victory and success?" Ana Monnar

"Life Is, a Rose."    Ana Monnar

"Whatever is going to happen will happen, whether we worry or not."   Ana Monnar

"Sometimes I tend to worry too much and at the end of all the preoccupation nothing goes wrong." Ana Monnar

"Sometimes we are too hard on ourselves and let our conscience rule our lives."  Ana Monnar

"Do you come from old money, new money, or no money?"   Ana Monnar

"To some education is just a bore; to most education is food for the brain and enrichment for the present and future." Ana Monnar

"Will you love me enough?"   Ana Monnar

"Sharing will enrich everyone with more knowledge." Ana Monnar

"Is it, take time to smell the flowers, or take time to smell the roses?"   Ana Monnar

"On this Mother's Day and every day before and after, I thank you God for the precious gift of my three children. I love them unconditionally." Ana Monnar

"Anticipation is sometimes more exciting than actual events." Ana Monnar 

"Raising teenagers is a journey I will never forget." Ana Monnar

"I am blessed to see today; my 57th birthday. Thank you God for everything. I am very grateful."  Ana Monnar

"I see the glass half full and thank God for what I have." Ana Monnar

"If I had to do it all again, I would still want my same daughter and two sons; through laughter, tears, prayers, and blessings." Ana Monnar

"Making the ungrateful grateful will bring tears to your eyes, tears of blood bleeding from the heart." Ana Monnar

"Making the ungrateful grateful is a tedious endeavor." Ana Monnar

"Raising teenage sons and daughters is a long and tiresome journey. With God's help the final outcome will be worthwhile." Ana Monnar

"I'm happy for all who reached for the stars happily and successfully."   Ana Monnar

"Treat other people's home as you want them to respect yours because what goes around comes around." Ana Monnar

"Good thing I'm aging, otherwise I'd be dead."   Ana Monnar

"Some people suffer from the green-eyed monster called envy." Ana Monnar "We have all grown wiser." Ana Monnar

“Negativity brings misery.”    Ana Monnar

"I'd rather hear an ugly truth, rather than an obscure lie." Ana Monnar

"Each individual should be able to make good decisions without peer pressure." Ana Monnar

“Choose your friends and mates, not by the money in their bank account, creed, ethnicity, or color; instead, choose character, actions, heart, and soul. When we bleed, we bleed the same color.”  Ana Monnar

"I love God, Jesus Christ, my three children, mother, father, brother, sisters, family in general, my pets, my students, and true friends." Ana Monnar

“Work hard, put maximum effort, and have a good attitude. Most importantly never give up.”   Ana Monnar

“My daughter and two sons are the flowers in my heart and garden.”   Ana Monnar 

“I agree that we are blessed.”   Ana Monnar

"My plan is to continue teaching many more years than the 32 years I've already enjoyed and continue writing, and promoting my books and websites if it's God will."  Ana Monnar

"The most important thing in my life is to be the best mother that I can be to my daughter and two sons; full of blessings and love. I can guide them, pray for their goals to be achieved, and follow a good path; but ultimately it will be up to them to live their own lives and make their own choices knowing there are rewards and consequences."  Ana Monnar

"Think of your mother and smile for all of the good precious moments."  Ana Monnar

"Cowards dare others to do what they themselves do not dare to do."  Ana Monnar

"Don't ever lose hope because better days will come."  Ana Monnar

"Poetry is dancing with words."  Ana Monnar

"With the right treatment, love, and care the world is a better place."  Ana Monnar

"Play to win because almost doesn't cut it."  Ana Monnar

‎"if you are foolish, foolish is going to stay out."  Ana Monnar

"Pursue whatever makes you happy, follow your dreams, and make it happen." Ana Monnar

"I raised my three teens with love, perseverance, tenacity, sweat, tears, prayers, lighting candles, and the list could go on."  Ana Monnar

"A journey indeed, in an emotional roller-coaster."  Ana Monnar

"Our pets are our family."  Ana Monnar

"The future is a split second away."  Ana Monnar

"The sooner they get love and kindness, the sooner they can learn to trust."  Ana Monnar

"With love, patience, and giving a chance to trust, miracles and hope will move mountains."  Ana Monnar

‎"Thank you very much for the uplifting inspirations."  Ana Monnar

"Time is the best judge of character."  Ana Monnar

"My Children Are My Life"  Ana Monnar

Cinderella Stories from Around the World: A list by Ana Monnar

Fairy Tales with a Twist: A list by Ana Monnar

Happily Ever After, "Fairy Tales": A list by Ana Monnar


Tall Earl

It was one morning, just like any other; when suddenly a loud thumping and trembling noise woke me up. I jumped out of my bed and looked outside the window. My eyes got wide open as I saw a giant getting closer and closer to my house.

I went through the house to warn my family; however nobody was there, not even the dog was in sight. I had to think quickly. Maybe I should hide under my bed. I tried but could not fit.

I ran out the door and started yelling, screaming, and running. The more I yelled the closer the giant appeared to be. After running for quite a while, I saw a helicopter with a pilot close by. I pleaded, "Please fly me to safety!" The whirling noise attracted the giant. The huge creature ran awkwardly and grew nearer. We managed to fly higher than the dense clouds.

After flying for a while, finally, we were on a town nearby and went to a TV news station. Nobody wanted to believe my story. That is, until I showed them the pictures I took with my cellular phone as I was running for my life.

The news broke out and my family heard it. They had been desperately searching for me. Mom, dad, two little sisters, four little brothers, and the dog arrived with tears of joy and we hugged for minutes. My dog Fluffy licked my face like there was no tomorrow.

My parents apologized to me for leaving me behind. "Son, we are so sorry, we kept shaking you up to wake you up and but you wouldn't. We needed to save the smaller children and you were too heavy to carry. Please forgive us".

The armed forces were all called in for the rescue. The giant was finally captured. But he was too immense and heavy to be transported by air. So they sedated him with a tranquilizer dart. When he fell over and was in a deep sleep, a vehicle bigger than an 18 wheeler flatbed strapped him to keep him safe and transported him.

Earl was harmless and had a brown sugar sweet demeanor. The giant explained that he lived with his family in the forest. He said his name was Earl and that he was worried. He longed to see his own relatives. He apologized for wrecking so many homes. Earl understood the harm he had caused. It was not intentional; the destruction took place because he had never left the forest.

Earl pleaded, "Please help me find my home in the forest. I will be eternally grateful." The Trucker and town's people agreed. They were very forgiving and kind. They wanted to see Earl reunited with his family. So they drove around until Earl saw signs of trees and foliage. He knew he was almost here.

Last but not least, Earl announced, "Please slow down and stop. I can walk the rest of the way." When suddenly he saw his family at the edge of the forest and started sobbing like a huge baby. His tears made a giant puddle. Earl's family and friends were so relieved to see that Earl was home sound and safe.

Earl and his family gave the trucker barrels and crates of fruits, vegetables and a truck full of lumber. He said please use it to replenish the town that he so clumsily destroyed.  The town's people felt safe again. They were good and kind people just like Tall Earl. They all built new homes and they lived happily ever after.

Ana Monnar

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Quotations by Anna Lee Monnar

Anna Lee Monnar

"No one knows me better than I do. I know what I am, what I can be, and what I'm capable of. So don't think that you can bring me down because my feet won't fail me."  Anna Lee Monnar

“What we have to do when we have negative incidents and mess up; just pick ourselves up, keep trying …and reshape our life.”  Anna Lee Monnar

“I am an outgoing, sophisticated, funny, but yet when need be, a serious woman with feelings just like everybody else in the world.”  Anna Lee Monnar

"You can't meet interesting people if you don't have any interest."  Anna Lee Monnar

“You may call me conceited, but I am self-confident.”  Anna Lee Monnar

"I got mine. Why don't you go and get your own?"  Anna Lee Monnar

"Who says you can't?"  Anna Lee Monnar

"It's only going to be as easy as you make it for yourself."  Anna Lee Monnar

"It's tough to stop what you can't see."  Anna Lee Monnar

"You don't have to pretend, I know who my friends are." Anna Lee Monnar

"Do not worry about what may never happen."  Anna Lee Monnar

"Do what makes YOU feel happy." Anna Lee Monnar

"I'll do whatever it takes to get to the thrown and out of reach."  Anna Lee Monnar

"My family will be my backbone through the good, the bad, and the ugly. In the future I wish to marry, have children, and a family of my own as well."  Anna Lee Monnar

          Anna Monnar is “POP-U-LAR” in D.O.’s new Video – Popular

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Anna Monnar is “POP-U-LAR” in D.O.’s new Video – Popular | The Push Life Artist: D.O. Directed By: Shane Vernon Director of Photography: Victor Alarcon 1st Camera: Chris Villasante Starring: Anna Monnar  The Push Life

D.O. - Popular Music Video Released July 26, 2011

Artist: D.O.
Directed By: Shane Vernon
Director of Photography: Victor Alarcon
1st Camera: Chris Villasante
Starring: Anna Monnar

Congratulations to all that made this endeavor happen. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ xoxo

Awesome star that´╗┐ happens to be my daughter Anna.

Victor E Productions We are the exclusive distributor of Victor E. Alarcon Photography.  Victor E. Alarcon Photography, Anna Monnar, Model

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“Ashes fly back into the face of him who throws them.”  African Proverb

"A wise man never knows all, only fools know everything."  African Proverb

“For tomorrow belongs to the people who prepare for it today.”  African Proverb

‎"An inch of time is an inch of gold but you can't buy that inch of time with an inch of gold." Chinese Proverb

“A wise man makes his own decisions, an ignorant man follows the public opinion.”  Chinese Proverb

"Be not afraid of going slowly, be afraid only of standing still."  Chinese Proverb

“Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime.”  Chinese Proverb

‎"Giving your son a skill is better than giving him one thousand pieces of gold." Chinese Proverb

‎"In a broken nest there are few whole eggs." Chinese Proverb

"Keep a green tree in your heart and perhaps a singing bird will come." Chinese Proverb

"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."  Chinese Proverb

"Parents who are afraid to put their foot down usually have children who step on their toes."  Chinese Proverb

"The miracle is not to fly in the air, or to walk on the water, but to walk on the earth."  Chinese Proverb

"With time and patience the mulberry leaf becomes a silk gown."  Chinese Proverb

"A kind welcome is better than a good dinner."  Egyptian Proverb

‎"All organs work together in the functioning of the whole."  Egyptian Proverb

“Envy shoots at others and wounds itself.”  English Proverb

“Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.”  Eskimo Proverb

‎"He who believes in hearsay does himself a disservice." Filipino Proverb

“Loyalty is more valuable than diamonds.”  Filipino Proverb

“Envy eats nothing but its own heart.”  German Proverb

“People show their character by what they laugh at.”  German Proverb

“Wonder is the beginning of wisdom.”  Greek Proverb

"Put silk on a goat, and it's still a goat." Irish Proverb

"Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out."  Italian Proverb

‎"Fall seven times, stand up eight." Japanese Proverb

"When the character of a man is not clear to you, look at his friends." Japanese Proverb

‎"What soap is for the body, tears are for the soul." Jewish Proverb

"What the daughter does, the mother did." Jewish Proverb

"If you want to be respected, you must respect yourself."  Spanish Proverb

"It is better to weep with wise men than to laugh with fools." Spanish Proverb

"Whoever gossips to you will gossip about you." Spanish Proverb

"You can't ring the bells and, at the same time, walk in the procession." Spanish Proverb

“Fear less, hope more; Eat less, chew more; Whine less, breathe more; Talk less, say more; Love more, and all good things will be yours.”  Swedish Proverb

“Love me when I least deserve it, because that's when I really need it.” Swedish Proverb

"No matter how far you have gone on a wrong road, turn back." Turkish Proverb

"Remember that everyone you meet is afraid of something, loves something, and has lost something"  Proverb from Unknown Source


A Bird In the Hand Is Worth Two In the Bush

A Blessing In Disguise

Actions Speak Louder than Words

Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder

Bite Your Tongue

Blood Is Thicker than Water

Crack Someone Up

Curiosity Killed the Cat

Don't Look a Gift Horse in the Mouth

Don't Put All Your Eggs In One Basket:

Down to the Wire

Every Cloud Has a Silver Lining

From Rags to Riches

Got Up On the Wrong Side of the Bed

Great Minds Think Alike

Hold Your Horses

Icing on the Cake

It Takes Two to Tango

Keep your Chin Up

Knock On Wood

Lend Me your Ear

Like a Chicken with its Head Cut Off

Never Bite the Hand that Feeds You

Over My Dead Body

Practice Makes Perfect

Raining Cats and Dogs

Rome Was Not Built in One Day

Saved by the Bell

The Best of Both Worlds

Under the Weather

Variety is the Spice of Life

Water Under the Bridge

When it Rains it Pours

You Are What You Eat

You Can Lead a Horse to Water but You Can't Make Him Drink

You Can't Judge a Book by its Cover

Zip It

Quotes by Other Writers

Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

“The best pursuit in life knows God‘s wisdom.”    Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

“Wealth, beauty and achievement may complete you but it is still your character that makes you a person.”  Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

"Life is not life without love and struggle. We know happiness from love and grow in life from struggle. It‘s equilibrium? Faith in God...”   Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

“You may not be physically attractive but because you love me, you are always handsome." Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

"Don't appear desperate by looking pass your best side. Love yourself, you are only one and unique individual in this world.”  Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

“Each person who comes in our life is a song. Some touch us for life, some inspire us, some give us sweet memories, some make us cry, and some make us dance, while some help us change. All pass by but they make our life wonderful like what the music can do to us. Life is a song; we have to sing it for us to appreciate it.”  Hazel Sigrid C. Delara  

"In life if you are dependent you are nothing but if you are independent you are something.”  Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

"We cannot keep our loved ones forever but we can keep their love through making each day with them a sweet and beautiful memory." Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

‘Trust is just like believing on the road that will lead you to your destination. You don't see the bend yet you know you will reach there.”  Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

"Love yourself so that others will love you."   Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

"When we give love unconditionally, we would not regret even if it wouldn't succeed the way we wanted it to be. Love has its own way that it must be respected for it to be appreciated." Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

"A corrupt politician is the master in his office and of his people but he is always a slave of his money." Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

“The only way to love God best is to love his best gift to us - our life.”  Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

"The hardest sickness to struggle is not that of the body but of the soul.” Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

“Physical beauty weakens the senses but inner beauty strengthens the heart.” Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

"You can never see the flowers in the garden and be shown by the sun rising in the morning if you don't go out and just lurk yourself in the darkness of your room; you can never see the rainbow in the sky if you are afraid of the rain; and you can never notice how the world is wide and beautiful if you limit yourself to what your eyes can see."  Hazel Sigrid C. Delara

Alberto Monnar

"The most incredible day of my life was the day I was born."   Alberto Monnar

Alberto Lee Monnar
Associates in Arts Degree
Miami Dade College
July 30, 2011

Congratulations son, I'm proud of you. Love, Mom

"Nothing can ever bring you down, not even gravity because it's all in your mind."  Alex Monnar

"Thank God I have a life with people that care and are my Angels in Heaven and Earth." Alexander Monnar

Brother and Sister @ Coral Gables, Florida

Rebecca Ortega De Martinez

“Values are the framework of our life, they prompt us to think, act and behave accordingly. Values are like a yield sign, they help us slow down, if only for a moment to remind us of the choices we may soon regret. When we live our life by our values, we live in the truth, when we don't we live a lie and destroy our peace, self-worth and soul."   Rebecca Ortega De Martinez

“Although nothing can be done to change the past, everything imaginable should be done to change the future."  Rebecca Ortega De Martinez

“Lying to yourself is considered fraud and is punishable by the law of life."   Rebecca Ortega De Martinez

“Make no apology for your feelings, being human is entitlement enough."   Rebecca Ortega De Martinez

“My sons are my greatest wishes come true. My first born made me a mother. My second born made me a better one and my first born a brother, and my husband a father. My sons are my magnanimous joy and triumph."  Rebecca Ortega De Martinez

Maggy San Jose

"Flowers are red when you are inspiring my head." Maggy San Jose 

"Mother In-law is not an enemy. She is my ally, my friend." Maggy San Jose

"True love is not brought by luck. It is a blessing from above."   Maggy San Jose

"Home sweet home; where my sleep is sweet...”  Maggy San Jose

Barbara Ledford-Wright

The Leech Place

Some people believe a dinosaur like reptile lives in Loch Ness. Hundreds claim they spotted the creature and nicknamed it Nessie. Despite no scientific evidence, many tourists travel to northern Scotland searching for the Loch Ness monster.

A monster also lives in Valley River in the western North Carolina Mountains. This creature is not famous like the Loch Ness monster. Only a few folks know about the Great Leech.

One summer in 1983 John and his Papaw Rondie, headed to Murphy, North Carolina to find the Great Leech. The old black pickup wove around the hairpin road to where Valley River joins Hiwassee River.

The guys beat their way through tall grass to the deep water hole in Valley River. They stood on a ledge of rocks across the river. Papaw and John watched for the creature that might be sunning itself.

“Local people claim the creature is huge as a house,” said Papaw Rondie.

“When the Great Leech stretches on the rocks, it exposes red and white stripes.”

Before the monster lunges into the deep water, it rolls into a ball and slithers out of sight.

John and Papaw gazed into the deep hole of Valley River and spotted something moving. The water had a reddish reflection. Each time they spied the creature, ripples blurred the shape of the leech and it disappeared.

“Where did the leech go?”  asked John.

“Folks say the leech swims through an underground waterway to Nottely River,” explained Papaw. ”You‘ll find the creature when the water boils and foams. Then a column spews into the air and comes down like a waterspout. They call this spot, The Leech Place.”

Each summer John grew in stature, knowledge and wisdom, and the older man bent over with pains of arthritis. Papaw‘s stride grew shorter and he had trouble over the rocks. The young lad held his arm over the rough places. They‘d take a sack lunch and laugh along the way. They talked about various ways they‘d outsmart the old leech. But the leech always dodged them. John winked, “Papaw, if we don‘t spy him this summer, we‘ll give it another try next summer.”

The next summer the grandfather wasn‘t able to go down to Valley River; John had turned sixteen and had his driver‘s license. He drove the old pickup down the winding road in search of the great leech. He whispered a prayer that they‘d have other summers together.

Barbara Ledford-Wright

Sinful Red Shoes

The moment I strolled into Gibson‘s Country Store in Hayesville, North Carolina, the scent of leather drew me to the shoe department. A pair of red high-heels dazzled in the sunlight.

They whispered with a seductive voice, “Come, Blanche. Come. Take me home and you‘ll no longer be just a mountain woman. I‘ll transform you into a glamorous film star like Bette Davis in the movie, Jezebel.”

I gasped and felt blood rushing to my face. My mama would die if I purchased those sinful red shoes. She taught me to be modest. She wore dull colors and brogans as an example of submission to her husband. Flashy colors, especially red, were worn by worldly women and not by her Christian daughter.

The salesclerk, Eva Gibson, asked if she could help me find a pair of shoes.

I avoided eye contact and crossed my arms. Thoughts sputtered like a T Model Ford. I started to turn from the shoes, but they tumbled off the shelf and landed at my feet. That was a sign from heaven they were meant for me.

“Do you have size eight in those shoes?”  I asked with a giggle.

Mrs. Gibson picked up the shoes, examined the label and said, “Well, that takes the cake. These are size eight.”

I tried on the red high-heeled shoes and they were perfect. “I‘ll take them!”  I exclaimed before changing my mind.

She put the shoes into a brown paper poke and I gave her $6.00 of my husband‘s hard earned cash. I practically skipped out the door and filled my lungs with the perfume of honeysuckle. I felt like a Hollywood movie star.

‘But what would Rondie say when he got home? Would he be mad at me for wasting his money? I should have gotten him a new pair of overalls. He needed them to work at Ritter‘s Lumber Yard. I better return to the store and get a refund. Lord, help me!’

I trudged to our little red plank house on Swaims Road. I slung the shoes on the couch and headed to the kitchen. A voice condemned me, ‘You‘re just a spendthrift. Your mother would be so disappointed. You are a lousy housewife.’

Tears filled my eyes. I sniffed as I threw kindling into the woodstove. It was time to make cornbread and peel some Irish potatoes. Since Rondie liked green beans, I‘d open a jar and fry some sausage. I better have supper on the table when he got home from work.

I heard his pickup pull into the drive and rushed to set the table. The door slammed and Rondie‘s boots thumped into the kitchen.

“Something really smells good,” he said and gave me a kiss on the cheek. He stepped to the sink and washed his hands with Lava soap.

“I hope you‘ll like your supper,” I said with a smile. I set the steaming bowls of vegetables on the table and poured ice-cold buttermilk into the snuff glasses. My neighbor gave them to me for a wedding gift. When she emptied the glasses of Dental‘s snuff, she gave them to folks at wedding showers.

After Rondie took a sip of milk and returned thanks, he asked, “What did you do today?”

“Not much of anything.”

“Did you go to the store?”  he asked. I noticed a brown paper poke on the couch.

I choked on a bite of cornbread and coughed until my throat cleared.

“Are you okay?”  Rondie asked.

. I nodded and slowly got up from the table. I guess it was time to confess my sin. I ambled into the living room and slipped on my red high-heeled shoes. Rondie will pitch a fit I thought as I sauntered into the kitchen.

He glanced at me as he got a second serving of green beans. “These sure are good, honey; did you get a new pair of shoes?”

“Yael,” I replied. “They cost $6.00. I hope you won‘t be mad because they‘re so expensive. Do you like them?”

“They suit you,” he said with a grin. “You can wear them to Pine Grove Baptist Church this Sunday. Your mama will love them. She‘ll make Mr. Lee get her a pair, too.”

“Mama wouldn‘t be caught dead in high heels. You know, Rondie, she always wears brogans and rolls her hoes down to her ankles.”

Rondie gazed at Blanche with a slight smile. Then the grin got bigger and bigger until he doubled over laughing. She got tickled, too.

On Sunday morning, Blanche decked out in a red flowered skirt, a white blouse with lace collar, and her red high-heeled shoes. She wobbled as she walked into the church and plopped down on the back bench. Rondie sat on the front pew with the preacher. Blanche was glad her parents weren‘t at church.

But just as the plump pianist pounded on the piano, “I‘ll Fly Away,” and they passed the hat for the offering, John and Trese Lee arrived. They sat on the pew beside Blanche.

Trese grabbed a cardboard fan and cooled her flushed face. “I thought we wouldn‘t make it today,” she whispered.  John wanted fried chicken for dinner. I almost never got the rooster plucked after John wrung its neck.

Blanche patted her mama‘s arm and tried to concentrate on the preacher‘s message. Her backside was numb after the hour-long message on Jezebel. Rondie hollered, “Amen,” several times during the sermon. Blanche felt lower than a snake‘s belly and wanted to run out the church after service.

But one of the deacons hemmed her. “You‘re mending up,” he said with a grin. “You look just like your mama,”  he added. Blanche cringed. She was trying to lose weight, but the pounds kept piling up.

About that moment, she noticed Mama gazing at the shoes with her mouth hanging open. “Oh, Lord I‘ve had it now. “

“Where did you get those shoes? I never thought one of my daughters would wear anything so worldly.”

Blanche hung her head and didn‘t say a word.   She felt like a sinner.

At that second, her daddy stomped up. “Hurry, Trese. I can‘t wait to get home and eat some fried chicken. Those shoes suit you, girl. Your mama shore has taken a fancy to them. She‘ll make me get her a pair, too,” he said and laughed. John grabbed Trese‘s arm and he strolled out the church whistling the spunky tune, “I Saw the Light.“

Blanche L. Ledford

Compound Work: The Collected Works of Rattan MannPhilosophical fiction by one of the best.PartsThe Great Pianist by Rattan Mann Self Analysis by Rattan Mann

The Unread Story

Once upon a time there was a beautiful little girl with big round eyes and black curly hair. But the times she lived in were not so beautiful as she. All she ever wanted in life was for someone to tell her a story. But nobody ever did. Nobody had time. Mom and dad had no time because they were rich and famous. The maidservant had no time because all she cared for was to put the girl to bed as early as possible so that she could then disappear with her love. So every night the beautiful little girl lay alone in bed wishing that there was somebody with her to tell her a story. She wished she could read. Then she would be able to read tons of stories every night before going to bed.

One night as she lay alone in bed, waiting for someone, anyone, to come to her and tell her a story, a cockroach crawled into her bed. But she did not scream. She was waiting for the cockroach because she knew that the cockroach had come to tell her a story.

"Cockroach, cockroach, I knew you would come to tell me a story. Tell me the most beautiful story on earth. Please, please.

Of course, cockroaches don't tell stories. But she imagined the most beautiful story on earth, and thought that it was the cockroach who was telling it to her. That night she slept more deeply and peacefully than she had ever done before.

Next evening she waited for the cockroach but it did not come; then the next evening and the next. But the cockroach never came. Slowly she gave up hope and began to forget that once upon a time a cockroach had told her a beautiful story. All she remembered were the nightmares in her sleep.

Then one night, as she laid awake in bed, a man stood before her. In his black spotted dress and a black mask over his face, he looked like a very big cockroach.

The little girl jumped up with joy and screamed,

"Cockroach, cockroach, you have grown so big. Where have you been? I was waiting for you all the time. I missed you. You tell such beautiful stories. Tell me a story. Nobody has told me a story since you left. Please, please."

"Yes darling, I have come to fetch you so that I can tell you all the stories you want to hear. Come with. I will take you to the most beautiful place on earth. And there I will tell you the most beautiful stories anybody has ever told a little innocent girl like you."  The  delicate  little  girl  jumped  into  his  strong  ugly  arms  and  he  carried  her away.

Of course, he was no cockroach and no storyteller. He had come to kidnap her. And never before had he kidnapped a child so easily.

He took her to a forest and threw her into a room with a tiny window and locked the door.  The little girl began to feel that something was wrong and she began to cry. She pressed her face against the crossbars in the window and began to scream,

"Take me home. Take me home. I don't like this place. It is not the most beautiful place on earth. And you are not telling me any stories. You are not the cockroach I had been waiting for."

The big masked cockroaches guarded her; heard her screams but did not bother to reply.

From that day, the little girl stood on the window the whole day and cried. When she could not cry, she pressed her red eyes and swollen cheeks against the crossbars to see if her mom was coming to fetch her. She had given up all hope of ever hearing a story. All she wanted now was to go home even if nobody ever told her a story again.

One day, one of the big masked cockroaches came to the window and threw a letter inside.

"Your mom has written you a story. Read it silly girl, and don't pester us with your screams."

The little girl ran and picked up the letter and opened it. Her sweet mom had indeed written a story for her. But she could not read.

"I can't read. I can't read. Please read the story my mom has written for me. She writes very beautiful stories. Please read it for me. Please, please."

Two masked cockroaches stood still before her window and paid no heed to her screams.

So again the little girl stood before the window and cried the whole day. But now she always held her mom's story in her hand. Even when she slept she pressed the story against her chest.  The unread story constantly pressed against her chest read as follows:

Dearest Rashmi, my heart breaks to see what you are going through. No girl should ever go through what you are going through last of all you. But darling, hang on for a little longer. We will get you out very soon. We have tons of money and money can buy everything.

Darling Rashmi, I know we have not been good mom and dad to you. Somewhere on the road from rags to riches, we lost you on the way. We should have turned back to search for you. All we did was to leave a housemaid behind to find you and make you feel at home even in our absence. Please forgive both of us. And please forgive me for a second time.

I had no time to tell you even a single story at times when stories meant more to you than food and water. But now I will make up for it. Once you are back I will tell you tons of stories every day. But where do I begin? You are with evil people. I don't even know how they are treating you. All I can think of these days is you. So I will tell you the story of your own life things you do not know about yourself. I hope those scoundrels read it to you. We are giving them tons of money. And this is the least we can expect in return.

Rashmi, today's pain in my heart reminds me of the pain with which I gave birth to you. You were born through a cesarean. It was your twin brother that caused all the complications. That silly bum… I am still so angry at him because he left us so soon. The doctor told us that at least one of us would have to die. But we all three survived. We were so happy those days because we were still one family.

As long as your twin brother was alive you never asked anybody to tell you a story. He was your story. He was your life. You didn't need much else.

Then, one day that silly bum jumped from the roof, thinking that he was Batman and so could fly like a bird. He died instantly. It was my entire fault. I should have told him the difference between TV and real life. I shouldn't have let him watch so much TV in the first place. I should have stayed with him more often. But I had no time for him because in our modern times, time is money. Please forgive me for the third time. When we told you your brother has gone forever and won't be coming back, you did not cry. But you never went in your common bedroom again. You said you hated it. For months you had only one question, "Why did he have to go like this?" But we had no answer. To divert your attention we always changed the topic. But it didn't help.

To make you forget your brother, we changed town. That did help. Instead of asking us about your brother, you started asking us to tell you a story. We were glad that stories had taken the place of your brother. The story bug had bitten you just as the money bug had bitten us a long time ago. We were no longer a family. We were just two bugs living in a mansion and fighting all the time the story bug versus the money bug. You wanted stories and we wanted money. We won because we were parents and so had absolute power over you; but at what price?

We hired a maid for you to tell you stories. But like us, she betrayed you, too. She was bitten by the love bug. Please forgive all of us for the fourth time.

Darling Rashmi, you are a child. You are not a mother. You are not a grand-mother. You are just a little girl who can't even read. Not much has happened in your life. So not much can be said about it… But once you are back, much will start happening in your life. I promise you that. Then you can tell things about yourself to your children and grandchildren that I can't tell you because they haven't happened yet. And when you tell your life story to them, tell them from me that it is not good when innocent people get hurt. It is not good at all. But don't tell them anything more about me. Never ever tell them that I sold myself for thirteen pieces of gold.  Sit tight darling Rashmi. We are on our way. We have your statue in gold. And we will exchange you for this statue in gold and then everything would be all right. We will become a happy family once again. We will laugh all day and tell stories all night and life would be so wonderful,

Your tortured mom

Once again the little girl was screaming. "My mom has written the most beautiful story on earth. Can you read it for me, please? Please. I want to know what she has written."

This time one of the masked cockroaches spoke at last.

"Silly girl, stop screaming day and night. Soon you are going home. Then you can ask your silly mom to read her silly story to you. Soon we will get our ton of money. Then you can go far or home or whatever silly old place you want for all we care."

But something went wrong while the ton of money was changing hands. Shots were heard. The masked cockroaches started running in different directions. Smoke filled the girl's room. Her eyes were burning. She was crying with pain and fear. But she still clutched her mom's story in her hand.

Then something pierced her heart. The pain in the chest was unbearable. She fell down. But she won't let the unread story go. Slowly the pain, the cries, the writhing died down. She lay still in a pool of blood. But even in her death she won't let the unread story go. The story was soaked in blood. The ink had dissolved and everything the mother had written was wiped out. But it was still in her hand and pressed against her bleeding chest.

So the beautiful little girl left the earth for some distant land without having heard or read a single story even the story of her own life. Some say she went to a beautiful planet far, far away where tons of stories hung from treetops, and flowers and birds and butterflies told stories to any girl who asked them to.

Rattan Mann

La Ley Del Embudo/ The Law of the Funnel Anna Lee Monnar (Illustrator)    Concepts - General

La ley del embudo The Law of the FunnelA Bilingual Story By Ana Monnar

A mother and daughter collaboration, this book explores the themes of selfishness and giving in a global setting.

It Doesn't Matter by Ana Monnar  Juvenile Nonfiction / Social Issues / General
Social Issues - Emotions & Feelings
Social Issues - Prejudice & Racism
Social Issues - Values

It Doesn't Matter By Ana Monnar

Adoption? (Thank God for That Option!)

Adoption? (Thank God for That Option!)

Author Ana Monnar shares a touching and heartwarming children's story with real characters in Adoption? Thank God for That Option! An emotive biography-autobiography of three children that were given an opportunity to enjoy the gift of life. With humor, repetition and rhyme, colorful illustrations, and black-and-white photographs, readers will see how adoptive children are no different from biological children --- they grow, eat, sleep, and play, they need love and care, and they experience good and bad days. Definitely a good read for adoptive children and foster parents, and an eye-opener for biological mothers and pregnant teens as alternatives to abortion. Appreciate life through Adoption? Thank God for That Option!

Adopcion? Gracias a Dios Por LA Opcion (Spanish Edition) by Ana Monnar

¿ Adopcion? ¡ Gracias a Dios por la opcion! By Ana Monnar

This is the story about three children that are very much loved through good times and bad. Features adoption poem also.

Tres hijos adoptivos llenan un hogar de felicidad

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