Little Johnny Strikes again.... Mountain Speak.... #Wisdom #Jokes #Travel AT mY qUALITY tIME bLOG Great Smoky Mountains Walker Sisters Cabin.... In The Travel Section

 

LITTLE JOHNNY LITTLE JOHNNY LITTLE JOHNNY LITTLE JOHNNY LITTLE JOHNNY

A teacher said to her class, "Right, I'm going to hold something under the desk and i want you to guess it.

This one is round and red."

Little Johnny's hand shot up, but he was ignored.

"It's a plum miss," said a girl.

"no it's an apple, but I like your thinking.

The next one is oval-shaped and green."

The teacher ignored Little Johnny again and a boy said, "It's a kiwi miss."

No, it's a guava, but I like your thinking."

Little Johnny said, " I got one miss, its stiff, about an inch long, and with a red nib."

"Johny, that's disgusting!" shouted the teacher. " no it's a match, but I like your thinking."

Said Little Johnny.

Technically, it’s called the Appalachian dialect, very much like the Gullah dialect down along the coast. I call it Mountain Speak. At one time, it was prevalent throughout the Appalachian region. 

A burlap bag was a “toe sack” and a paper bag was a “poke.”  You could plow with a horse or a mule using three simple words: “gee” (turn right), “haw” (turn left) and “whoa” (stop).  You would “grabble” the first new potatoes of the year. A chimney was a “chimbly.” A “granny-woman” was a midwife/herb doctor. Enough of anything edible for a meal was a “mess.” READ MORE

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PEEING ON MY FLOWERS

A little old lady was walking down the street dragging two large plastic garbage bags behind her. One of the bags was ripped and every once in awhile a $20 bill fell out onto the sidewalk.

Noticing this, a policeman stopped her, and said, "Ma'am, there are $20 bills falling out of that bag."

"Oh, really? Darn it!" said the little old lady. "I'd better go back and see if I can find them. Thanks for telling me, Officer."

"Well, now, not so fast," said the cop. " Where did you get all that money? You didn't steal it, did you?"

"Oh, no, no", said the old lady. "You see, my back yard is right next to a Golf course. A lot of Golfers come and pee through a knot hole in my fence, right into my flower garden. It used to really tick me off. Kills the flowers, you know. Then I thought, 'why not make the best of it?' So, now, I stand behind the fence by the knot hole, real quiet, with my hedge clippers. Every time some guy sticks his thing through my fence, I surprise him, grab hold of it and say, 'O.K., buddy! Give me $20 or off it comes!'

"Well, that seems only fair," said the cop, laughing ."OK. Good luck! Oh, by the way, what's in the other bag?"

"Not everybody pays."

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Early Days on the Homestead

The sisters' father, John N. Walker, married Margaret Jane King in 1866 shortly after returning from the Civil War, where he fought for the Union and was imprisoned by the Confederacy. After marrying, John Walker obtained a house and property in Little Greenbrier Cove Read More

Joe Todd on the trail in Tennessee

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It looks like I won’t be able to plant my tomato garden this year. #JOKES #WISDOM #TRAVEL MY QUALITY TIME BLOG In The #Garden ( See The Devil )

 

An elderly man living alone in Manchester wanted to plant his annual tomato garden, but it was very difficult work, since the ground was hard. His only son, Paul, who used to help him, was in prison (strange ways) . The old man wrote a letter to his son and described his predicament:

Dear Paul,

I am feeling pretty sad, because it looks like I won’t be able to plant my tomato garden this year. I’m just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. I know if you were here my troubles would be over.. I know you would be happy to dig the plot for me, like in the old days.

Love, Dad

A few days later he received a letter from his son.

Dear Dad,

Don’t dig up that garden. That’s where the bodies are buried.

Love,

Paul.

At 4 a.m. the next morning, CID officers and local police arrived and dug up the entire area without finding any bodies. They apologized to the old man and left. That same day the old man received another letter from his son.

Dear Dad,

Go ahead and plant the tomatoes now. That’s the best I could do under the circumstances.

Have A Great Day... J.T.

A Few #Travel Photos

Devils Kitchen, Devils Bathtub, Devils Tower

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The fact is, none of us truly wins, until we all win! #wisdom #story #farmer #fun #Ohio

 This Could Be Old Dan Tucker

There was a farmer who grew excellent quality corn. Every year, he won the award for the best grown corn.

One year a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learned something interesting about how he grew it.

The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbors.

“How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbors when they are entering corn in competition with yours each year?” the reporter asked.

“Why sir,” said the farmer, “Didn’t you know? The wind picks up pollen from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field.

If my neighbors grow inferior corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn.

If I am to grow good corn, I must help my neighbors grow good corn.”

So is with our lives…Those who want to live meaningfully and well must help enrich the lives of others, for the value of a life is measured by the lives it touches.

And those who choose to be happy must help others find happiness, for the welfare of each is bound up with the welfare of all.

Call it power of collectivity…

Call it a principle of success…

Call it a law of life.

The fact is, none of us truly wins, until we all win!

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So Much #Wisdom..... “Wisdom is oft-times nearer when we stoop Than when we soar.” Daffodils and More

 

Today's Quotes:::  “The best portion of a good man's life: his little, nameless unremembered acts of kindness and love.”

“Wisdom is oft-times nearer when we stoop

Than when we soar.”

"Life is divided into three terms - that which was, which is, and which will be. Let us learn from the past to profit by the present, and from the present, to live better in the future."

"The education of circumstances is superior to that of tuition."

“With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.”

"Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least."

― William Wordsworth

Have A Great Day... J.T.

Dust If You Must... "If the only tool you have is a hammer, you tend to see every problem as a nail."... (Ad hominem) .. Can You Smell The Color 9? LEVART & TRAVEL SYWATCH FRIDAY Butchart Gardens Canada

 

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Dust If You Must

by Rose Milligan.

Artist Chris Dunn.

Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better

To paint a picture, or write a letter,

Bake a cake, or plant a seed;

Ponder the difference between want and need?

Dust if you must, but there's not much time,

With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb;

Music to hear, and books to read;

Friends to cherish, and life to lead.

Dust if you must, but the world's out there

With the sun in your eyes, and the wind in your hair;

A flutter of snow, a shower of rain,

This day will not come around again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind,

Old age will come and it's not kind.

And when you go (and go you must)

You, yourself, will make more dust

Snowwolfs Woodland Nook

Today's Quotes "If the only tool you have is a hammer, you tend to see every problem as a nail."

“What is necessary to change a person is to change his awareness of himself.”

“I can feel guilty about the past, apprehensive about the future, but only in the present can I act. The ability to be in the present moment is a major component of mental wellness.”

“The most fortunate are those who have a wonderful capacity to appreciate again and again, freshly and naively, the basic goods of life, with awe, pleasure, wonder and even ecstasy.”

"One can choose to go back toward safety or forward toward growth. Growth must be chosen again and again; fear must be overcome again and again."

"All of life is education and everybody is a teacher and everybody is forever a pupil."

― Abraham Maslow..............

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The Butchart Gardens is a group of floral display gardens in Brentwood Bay, British Columbia, Canada, located near Victoria on Vancouver Island. The gardens receive over a million visitors each year. The gardens have been designated a National Historic Site of Canada. 

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