Friday, December 24, 2010

The True Story of Rudolph

The True Story of Rudolph

   A man named Bob May, depressed and brokenhearted, stared out his drafty apartment window into the chilling December night.
   His 4-year-old daughter Barbara sat on his lap quietly sobbing. Bob's wife, Evelyn, was dying of cancer Little Barbara couldn't understand why her mommy could never come home. Barbara looked up into her dad's eyes and asked, "Why isn't Mommy just like everybody else's Mommy?" Bob's jaw tightened and his eyes welled with tears. Her question brought waves of grief, but also of anger. It had been the story of Bob's life. Life always had to be different for Bob.
   Small when he was a kid, Bob was often bullied by other boys. He was too little at the time to compete in sports. He was often called names he'd rather not remember. From childhood, Bob was different and never seemed to fit in. Bob did complete college, married his loving wife and was grateful to get his job as a copywriter at Montgomery Ward during the Great Depression. Then he was blessed with his little girl. But it was all short-lived. Evelyn's bout with cancer stripped them of all their savings and now Bob and his daughter were forced to live in a two-room apartment in the Chicago slums. Evelyn died just days before Christmas in 1938.


   Bob struggled to give hope to his child, for whom he couldn't even afford to buy a Christmas gift. But if he couldn't buy a gift, he was determined to make one - a storybook! Bob had created an animal character in his own mind and told the animal's story to little Barbara to give her comfort and hope. Again and again Bob told the story, embellishing it more with each telling. Who was the character? What was the story all about? The story Bob May created was his own autobiography in fable form. The character he created was a misfit outcast like he was. The name of the character? A little reindeer named Rudolph, with a big shiny nose. Bob finished the book just in time to give it to his little girl on Christmas Day. But the story doesn't end there.


   The general manager of Montgomery Ward caught wind of the little storybook and offered Bob May a nominal fee to purchase the rights to print the book. Wards went on to print,_ Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer_ and distribute it to children visiting Santa Claus in their stores. By 1946 Wards had printed and distributed more than six million copies of Rudolph. That same year, a major publisher wanted to purchase the rights from Wards to print an updated version of the book.

   In an unprecedented gesture of kindness, the CEO of Wards returned all rights back to Bob May. The book became a best seller. Many toy and marketing deals followed and Bob May, now remarried with a growing family, became wealthy from the story he created to comfort his grieving daughter. But the story doesn't end there either.

   Bob's brother-in-law, Johnny Marks, made a song adaptation to Rudolph. Though the song was turned down by such popular vocalists as Bing Crosby and Dinah Shore , it was recorded by the singing cowboy, Gene Autry. "Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer" was released in 1949 and became a phenomenal success, selling more records than any other Christmas song, with the exception of "White Christmas."

   The gift of love that Bob May created for his daughter so long ago kept on returning back to bless him again and again. And Bob May learned the lesson, just like his dear friend Rudolph, that being different isn't so bad. In fact, being different can be a blessing.

MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM THE TRAYWICK FAMILY!!! 

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Robby

This story was shared with me this morning and I like it so much I decided to post it.


   At the prodding of my friends I am writing this story. My name is
Mildred Honor and I am a former elementary school music teacher from Des
Moines, Iowa . I have always supplemented my income by teaching piano
lessons - something I have done for over 30 years.

   During those years I found that children have many levels of musical
ability, and even though I have never had the pleasure of having a
prodigy, I have taught some very talented students. However, I have also
had my share of what I call 'musically challenged' pupils - one such
pupil being Robby..

   Robby was 11 years old when his mother (a single mom) dropped him off
for his first piano lesson. I prefer that students (especially boys)
begin at an earlier age, which I explained to Robby. But Robby said
that it had always been his mother's dream to hear him play the piano,
so I took him as a student.

   Well, Robby began his piano lessons and from the beginning I thought it
was a hopeless Endeavour. As much as Robby tried, he lacked the sense of
tone and basic rhythm needed to excel. But he dutifully reviewed his
scales and some elementary piano pieces that I require all my students to
learn.
   Over the months he tried and tried while I listened and cringed and
tried to encourage him. At the end of each weekly lesson he would always
say 'My mom's going to hear me play someday'. But to me, it seemed
hopeless, he just did not have any inborn ability.

   I only knew his mother from a distance as she dropped Robby off or
waited in her aged car to pick him up. She always waved and smiled, but
never dropped in.
   Then one day Robby stopped coming for his lessons. I thought about
calling him, but assumed that because of his lack of ability he had
decided to pursue something else. I was also glad that he had stopped
coming - he was a bad advertisement for my teaching!

   Several weeks later I mailed a recital flyer to the students' home. To
my surprise, Robby (who had received a flyer) asked me if he could be in
the recital. I told him that the recital was for current pupils and that
because he had dropped out, he really did not qualify. He told me that
his mother had been sick and unable to take him to his piano lessons,
but that he had been practicing. 'Please Miss Honor, I've just got to
play' he insisted. I don't know what led me to allow him to play in the
recital - perhaps it was his insistence or maybe something inside of me
saying that it would be all right.

   The night of the recital came and the high school gymnasium was packed
with parents, relatives and friends. I put Robby last in the program,
just before I was to come up and thank all the students and play a
finishing piece. I thought that any damage he might do would come at the
end of the program and I could always salvage his poor performance
through my 'curtain closer'.

   Well, the recital went off without a hitch, the students had been
practicing and it showed. Then Robby came up on the stage. His clothes
were wrinkled and his hair looked as though he had run an egg beater
through it.

   'Why wasn't he dressed up like the other students?' I thought 'Why
didn't his mother at least make him comb his hair for this special
night?' Robby pulled out the piano bench, and I was surprised when he
announced that he had chosen to play Mozart's Concerto No. 21 in C
Major. I was not prepared for what I heard next. His fingers were light
on the keys, they even danced nimbly on the ivories. He went from
pianissimo to fortissimo, from allegro to virtuoso; his suspended chords
that Mozart demands were magnificent!

   Never had I heard Mozart played so well by anyone his age.
After six and a half minutes he ended in a grand crescendo, and everyone
was on their feet in wild applause! Overcome and in tears, I ran up on
stage and put my arms around Robby in joy. 'I have never heard you play
like that Robby, how did you do it?' Through the microphone Robby
explained: 'Well, Miss Honor .... remember I told you that my mom was
sick? Well, she actually had cancer and passed away this morning. And
well ..... she was born deaf, so tonight was the first time she had ever
heard me play, and I wanted to make it special.'

   There wasn't a dry eye in the house that evening. As the people from
Social Services led Robby from the stage to be placed into foster care,
I noticed that even their eyes were red and puffy. I thought to myself
then how much richer my life had been for taking Robby as my pupil. No,

   I have never had a prodigy, but that night I became a prodigy ...... of
Robby. He was the teacher and I was the pupil, for he had taught me the
meaning of perseverance and love and believing in yourself, and maybe
even taking a chance on someone and you didn't know why.
  

   Robby was killed years later in the senseless bombing of the Alfred P
Murray Federal Building in Oklahoma City in April, 1995.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Class Treats

From Ken

From Kam

  I know....I am as shocked as you! I finished them in advance!
Well, with the help of the sweet husband elf.


Basketball Update

Catch me if you can, coach.

She loves basketball!

Check out the socks...

Chillaxin'.

Almost a dunk...

Christmas In the Barnyard

Kam the chicken

Ken the lamb.

The back of the lamb!



Ken, Gabi the pig, and Joelle the cow...

Gracen....he is a doll. I think he must have been the baby chicken.

Christmas Carol

Doesn't Kam look old??? Oh my. She is so pretty.
My beautiful first born is singing with other little girls her age. They did a wonderful job.



I know it doesn't look like it, but she really likes doing this!

At least Ken waited til after her sister sang to nap.

Summa Cum Laude, Brian Traywick

Fighting back the tears....


What an honor!




Still a little emotional...


Thanks Kam, for taking this pic!


By Ken

By Ken, too.


By Kam


Listening closely at the awards ceremony...


This guy in the left must have thought I was taking a picture of him.
He looks like he is wondering who I am...


Receiving medal for graduating Summa Cum Laude!!


Fully dressed with honors!


Two proud daughters!!


Wow....she looks older in this hat...

She looks even older in this hat!!

Before the ceremony started...

Can you see them? Look closely....
OK. So maybe you can't....

here they are...
Hi!!!!!!

With Dr. Lunsford.

I am so proud of you I can't even say. You did an wonderful job--all while doing so much other stuff! There should be more people like you.

The girls and I love you and are so happy for you, Babe!!!!

Way to go!!

Friday, December 10, 2010

Traywick Family Tree


   Here it is!!! My new tree!!! BT bought me this 9 foot pre-lit gem for my Christmas gift! I have wanted a tall tree since our last house, so for the last 8 years he has heard about it and got tired enough of my hinting that he bought it! He is a keeper! (no, not only because of this tree....I truly do adore him!) 

First Annual Elf on the Shelf


The elf watches over my girls....He has sat in the same place since he was welcomed into our home. I'm afraid if he moves he will be eternally lost in the sea of wrapping paper, laundry, and shoes--as our house has not been cleaned in about a month. Notice he sits in front of BT's award...Alpha Sigma Lambda, which means he is in the top 10% of adult students in the country!


Gertie...Poor Poor Flirty Gertie....


Yes, Gertie is still alive. Doesn't receive much attention, but as far as I know she does get fed everyday. Thanks only to my daughters!

Note to self

   My last post about my progress on the herbal cleanse inadvertently ended up on my LeTourneau group literature project as it is a blog as well.....oops....I forgot to sign out of it before signing on to this....further evidence of my need to slow down....needless to say of have been leery to post out of fear of repeating that mistake....

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Advocare Herbal Cleanse Day 3

   Yesterday I discovered that combining the peaches-n-cream fiber drink with a half can of peach nectar helps. It still has the consistency of motor oil, but it is much easier to drink, so long as you use a straw. I did the same thing today and it was breeze!
   It is roast night tonight at church and my mouth is already watering. Those church ladies make the best gravy...oh wait....can I eat gravy or is it in the same category as butter and high-fat salad dressing?!
  

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Penelope and Friends:UPDATE!! 4:00PM

   News!!!! Penelope, Maddie, and Monique are going to be moms!!!!! It's been a while since there has been babies on the farm!! Kathie Sue the fainting goat should be next, provided that Man Goat doesn't faint while he is doing his manly duty. After that, more baby Brahmas----Pancake, Georgia, and Blanche will be next in line to enter mommyhood!

   We all four of us originally hoped to be able to witness the births of our new calves, but after seeing a clip of the cow birth on Dirty Jobs, I think we lost the girls.

Penelope and Friends

   This evening the vet is coming out to determine if our 3 oldest girls are pregnant or not! We thought we could predict this on our own, but obviously cannot since we thought we would have babies in September and have no cattle raising experience to speak of. Penelope. Maddie, and Monique, the three oldest lady Brahmas, will finally have to reveal if they are going to be Moms!!!! Wooo Hooooo!!!!

Advocare Herbal Cleanse: Day 2

   Well I survived the night, but just barely. My stomach cramped and it felt like golf balls were trying to go through all 20+ feet of my small intestine. Why do a herbal cleanse, you ask? I am questioning that myself as I sit here trying to work up the courage to drink this fiber drink for the 2nd day in a row. I need to hear these reasons myself:

1. Helps move food residue quickly through the body to give a lighter feeling.
2. Vitamins, etc. will be better absorbed.
3. Digestion is optimized.
4. Skin tone is better.
5. Mental alertness is enhanced.
6. Overall health and vitality will be increased.

Only 8 more days to go!

Advent Day 1

   Our sweet friends Clint and Elise gave us an awesome gift for Christmas! It is The Family Book of Advent! It lasts for 25 days and has stories and activities to do as a family everyday for 25 days until Christmas. We started last night and unfortunately didn't get to do the activity because I read it going to basketball practice! Hopefully tonight we can do it the right way.

Lady Monarchs

   My little Ken started basketball practice last night with Upwards! She was so excited! Poor little thing is the smallest person on the team. The team only consists of K-2, but let me tell you, those second graders look like 5th graders! She didn't know anyone on her team but tried so hard! Her coaches are women that look like they just left the Marines. Kam and I sat and watched the whole time while BT took care of business via phone.....Kam said, "Momma, look at her....I think she needs a hug." I kept wanting to run out and hug her and tell her to keep at it! Thankfully she loved it and the number on her jersey is #1!!!!

   Every time she looked over at us she smiled, and we gave her a thumbs up. Once we got home Kam had stuff to do and Ken was cleaning the bathroom....I saw her go to Kam's door and give her a thumbs up. It was precious!

Monday, November 29, 2010

Herbal Cleanse, Day 1

Today is the day. Is that a good thing? I haven't decided....while I sit here typing as I gag on my first peaches-n-cream flavored fiber drink.

I decided that Advocare's 10 day Herbal Cleanse will be the cleansing of choice this holiday season in order to make room for all those Christmas goodies.

A certain someone told me the peaches-n-cream flavor is the best....I failed to ask what it was being compared to....the best of what??? It is thick, almost the consistency of a milkshake, but not the kind of milkshake that brings all the boys to the yard, oh no, this is no melody people. This milkshake is not better than yours, oh no, no need to charge, great song by the way.

Anyway, there are many benefits to doing a cleanse, but there are some rules to follow:

No sugar
No fried foods
10 servings of fruit and veggies per day

to name a few....yes, there are more. 10 days worth.

Wish me luck.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Mar Balls and other things.

We had AWANA Store night Sunday night where the kids can buy stuff with the AWANAS bucks they have earned so far. Kam bought a horse calender for next year-no suprise there- and Ken bought a sack full of mar balls. You know what those are, right? They are marbles, but she thinks they are called mar balls. Makes sense. Sissy told her she played with them when she was a kid, then Ken asked me if I did. Um, no. I didn't. Then she asked if Nana did. I told her I didn't think so. She can't understand why EVERYONE doesn't play with mar balls. Then Ken said, "Momma I'm sorry you only had like 2 TV channels when you were a kid." They DO listen to me.


The girl Kam had a problem with, the bully, got majorly put on the spot yesterday after she had been sent to the office for threatening another kid. Mr. Gross was there, our Sherriff or whatever, teaching the kids about bullying. He asked the class if anyone knows a bully and Kam raised her hand. He called on her and asked if she knew a bully. She said she does. He asked where the bully goes to school and what grade the person it in and Kam told him. He then asked for a name and Kam told him. In front of the whole class. I am beaming, I tell you!!!! BT is so hoping this child is on our softball team this year.

Friday, November 12, 2010

Work in Progress

   Yesterday I was driving, listening to KLOVE, and they shared a wonderful message. I always hear people say, "God doesn't give you more than you can handle," which I know is not true and is no where in the Bible. Go ahead and look. It's not.

   The lady on KLOVE said it perfectly. She said that saying is a lie. Simple as that. God absolutely will give you more than you can handle and walk along side you while your back breaks and your knees buckle until you realize you can't do it on your own and you have to turn to Him for help. That could be the whole point. We can't do everything, or anything, on our own and often think we can and forgo having an intimate relationship with Christ, then complain that things don't go our way. It isn't our way that things need to go, after all,  and perhaps if we turn to Him like we are supposed to our lives won't fall into such shambles.

"I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one can come to the Father except through me." John 14:6

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Adoration, Snatching, and other things.

   My Kam was so proud of her 100 on her essay yesterday. She said she was to write about someone that she adores so she wrote about me! "You adore me?" I asked her. I was shocked. She had me read it and it was the more precious thing I have ever read in my life. Most of it was totally not true even though she says it is. I will try to scan it in and put it here.

   I had to give her a lesson in standing up for herself last night and practiced on BT. A little girl in her class is so bratty that she snatches things out of people's hands. I told Kam she has to defend herself and her personal space. Here's how it went down. BT snatches my napkin from my hand. I snatch it back, get in his face, and scream, "You stop snatching things from me or I'm going to jack-slap you, do you understand?" Kam died laughing (as did BT) and said, "Do I have to say that??" She refused to practice on us. We will see how the lesson goes.....

   Ken's teacher emailed the other day that every day when it is time for the Pledge of Allegiance, Ken and LiLi hold hands. She said it is adorable! I wish I could see it!

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

A little at a time....

....I am still behind on blogging and haven't even shared all last last weekend's happenings or photos....
so this most recent last weekend was busy as usual, but good! Kam went to her Justin Beiber concert her dad got her for her b-day Saturday night!! She was so excited to go! She didn't say much about it, though. I don't know if she didn't enjoy it or missed sleeping all weekend. She said it was good then talked about all the homeless people she saw in Houston. We kept Li Li over the weekend as her parents were out of town. While Kam was gone, we were given strict instructions from her not to let anyone in her room because it always gets destroyed. We honored her wishes and made her room off limits.

Ken and Lili had a blast. Poor Lili....Mr. Brian called her Dee Dee to irritate her all weekend. We took them to eat Saturday night and to Wal-mart, of course. I hope these two remain BFFs forever! They are so sweet together. After Wal-mart, Lili's tummy hurt (from eating so much, no doubt) so she laid her head in Ken's lap and Ken patted her until they both fell asleep---Lili resting in Ken's lap and Ken sitting up with her head back. It was precious. Naps unfortunately are short-lived in our family. As soon as they were home, nap time was over. They had to watch Beverly Hills Chihuahua for the 10th time.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

FBC Fall Fest 2010

I appologize in advance. My blogs for the next few days just aren't going to be in the right order.
These were taken Sunday, Halloween and FALL FEST DAY!!!!
The workers had a contest and I won second!! Just behind Ace Ventura's dad (see below)..he was a pirate. My chicken got called a duck all night and was quick to correct them and my little piglet spent the entire evening eating candy. My decked out truck driving hillbilly had a blast and scared as many people as he fooled. Poor little kids. And grown ups.


Mrs. Hankins.....she was featured in my story about last Fall Fest. If you have a chance you should go back and read it!!

Charlie Brown and Snoopy! ((Clint and Elise))

Ace Ventura was affectionately referred to as a fairy by some of the kids.