I'm glad to see that there is a new, rising generation of obsessive-compulsives out there. In Primary today they played a game with construction-paper stepping stones leading from the back of the room to the front to symbolize keeping the commandments. Each class got a turn to walk across, stepping on the stones.
And after each child had stomped, jumped or skipped on the paper stones, no less than three children ran up to the path to replace, straighten, and adjust.
I'm glad I'm not the only one who does stuff like that.
Yes, that's it.
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I came across this poem, "The Spot" by Holly Day, this afternoon. (Scroll
down to the bottom of the page; it won't let me link to the individual
poem.)
Ye...
12 years ago
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