Portal or No Portal
Saying for the Day: Discovery consists of looking at the same thing as everyone else and thinking something different.
I don’t know if I should share this with you or not. But it’s driving me nuts to keep it inside. I can’t tell my kids because they will think I’m crazy or senile and bundle me off to somewhere. Let me assure you that I am neither senile or crazy. I am as sane as you are. Saner than some. I’ve read your blogs.
What I need to share is that I have come to believe that across the street from my home there is a Portal. You know a Portal. Like the portals in Harry Potter or in the writing of Robert Jordan. A place where you drive in and come out , the next moment far away. Like you drive into a Portal in Detroit and come out a Portal in Neenah. It is very fast and saves a lot of gas.
Why do I think there is a portal there ?Because every morning when I am having breakfast I see , through my kitchen window, all kinds of cars and trucks coming around the corner of the building. They drive out to the highway and leave. Nothing ever goes in. They just come out. I’ve looked behind the building and there is one small barn with a huge door. IT couldn’t hold that many vehicles. There is no road . There is a huge smokestack with no industry attached to it. I think it is there to mark the Portal.
Why don’t most people know about the portals? I think the people who know about them and use them have a different DNA than the rest of us. I think if we were to use them we would die. So these strange people keep them secret. They might even be aliens from another planet. Illegal aliens. I suppose I should turn them in. I bet they don’t have green cards. They are taking high paying American jobs.
I could of course be wrong. Perhaps its not a Portal. It does feel good to have told somebody.
@@@@ News from Pigeon Falls-The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and school has started. Yesterday was the first day of school in Pigeon Falls and there was a large turnover in teachers. It’s hard to find a teacher willing to teach two grades at a time. Pigeon Falls has a half time Kindergarten , a first-second grade teacher, a third-fourth grade teacher, a fifth-sixth grade teacher, and a seventh-eighth grade teacher. The kindergarten teacher teaches language arts in the afternoon . For the last few years that teacher has been a person that the kids loved and nicknamed Quilly. She kept a porcupine in her classroom during part of the year. Well Quilly fell in love and moved to Hawaii. She will be missed. In her place the school has hired Abigail Petrovich the wife of Tomas Petrovich. She has all the right credentials and should make a good teacher. There are those that are afraid she will be bringing some of her husband’s driblets into class. That’s probably why she wasn’t hired before.
After the eighth grade students are bussed to the Consolidated High School where the New Potatoes play. The bus is very special as it is made to ride either on the road or the railroad tracks. Given the local roads that’s a real blessing.
Today's Link-Three Beautiful Things- Everyday she shares three beautiful things from her life.
Another hard breathing day. I didn't do much. I watched my soaps with Betty whose eye is coming along fine. I napped. I contacted the ELCA for some forms. I did some research. Now I need a breathing treatment.