About oneta hayes
ABOUT ME
Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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I hope they learn to zip their mouths.
If they are not bullies, hopefully. I believe they will improve given the fact that they shut up when they saw tears. Would I be asking to much for them to go hug her neck and apologize.I have faith that they will. 😀
Great take on the prompt words! I love your haiku!
Those are lovely words to me. Thank you very much. I don’t think I have met you before. I’ll hop over and browse a bit.
Also to Gayl. I didn’t find you. Sorry
It’s sad that it had to go that far. Good one!
Thank you. Vashti.