How many out there remember those Valentine's Day parties you had in elementary school? You know when the night before you had to buy cards some with various treats to give to all your classmates or not. In school during art class, you had to decorate paper bags somehow with hearts and whatever to depict this day lined up along the bottom of the bulletin board in the back of classroom. You would deliver these cards and place them in the bags, and then at the end of the day with ice cream, chips and cookies you would open it.
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Mark Graham
I am a person who really likes to read and write and to share what I learned with all my education. My page will mainly be book reviews and critiques of old and new books that I have read and will read. There will also be other bits, too.
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I know it had been over the last few weeks to a month since I have read and commented, but I have been reading very occasionally my notifications here on Vocal. Actually, over the past few weeks to probably a month I have been working on my study books that I have been writing, and I plan on publishing on Amazon when completed. I do have some good news to report for I believe that I mentioned that I have a volunteer book reviewing job for a magazine by the name of Story Monsters Ink for the past couple years along with a few others, but this past week I have been hired as a paid book reviewer for the online version of Story Monsters Ink and I have been reading and reviewing a few eBooks already for them already. I am sure glad that I like to read for the publisher wants reviews in 10 days after receiving an assigned book. I do plan on continuing to write, read and comment here on Vocal too.
By Mark Graham19 days ago in Critique
Diaries to Nietzsche
Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
By LUCCIAN LAYTHabout 4 hours ago in Critique
from death into life
Young Aldin of Wiloh had never contemplated death. It was almost strange — so many around him had the tendency to obsess over it, to clamor and claw almost desperately at their own perceptions of the end to know death as much as they could: when it would come, why it would come, where it would take them when it did.
By angela hepworth4 days ago in Fiction
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I never went to such parties. Power to you
Oh, we never had such thing in school. But we had similar for women's day. We got gifts from all the boys in our class, even at some workplaces.
Oh my god! That's my kindergarten daughter now. I just put 30 cards and bird stickers in her bag.