Paddle Your Own Canoe-Flood
Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree (with anyone else but me).
The word Welfare has
taken on a totally different connotation from what it originally meant.
The word means "A state of being hapy, healthy and prosperous. Welfare
aids or promotes well-being for the 'common good."
All the visions tied
up with the word today hardly have any ties to the what the word really
means. For the sake of educating everyone of the grandchildren who come
through I use all sorts of visual tools. With this word, welfare, I
decided to work through the thing carefully and with, hopefully, a real
interpretation of what is the actual truth.
This summer I am
keeping that word paramount and hopefully by the end of the year a better
understanding will be in force. I call these little projects, "Flood
Welfare." I did this with my children and now my grandchildren are old
enough to enjoy the teachings of their conservative grandmother, Bellzona.
The idea is to make a child understand that their own welfare can be
accomplished with work.
arrangement is simply putting together of things that were in the yard
already. It is under the Apple Tree and that is for the learning about the
Song, "Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree." This song was written were the
early days for "Old Age Assistance" and Social Security was being
child something about the song was so sad to me and I had no idea the span
of emotions it was voicing. A girl left behind by a soldier, his longing
for her fidelity, all this couldn't have been explained to a child but;
nevertheless, the feelings were there and I sensed as much.
summarize: The cost of this project was almost nothing. I picked up the
broken bags of Cyprus mulch at Lowes and they gave me 50% discount on
that. The river stones were also from broken bags and half off. The next
picture I would like to have is different ones in the family lounging
about this area and it will happen and that will bring Flood Welfare
to full circle.
Don't Sit Under the Apple Tree was written by Lew Brown, Charles Tobias
and Sam H. Stept. Lyrics were recorded in New York City on February 18,
1942 by Glenn Miller and his orchestra, two Months after the attack on
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