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…paying it forward… it’s the gift that blesses the giver as well as the receiver…

…this ol’ Scots Jurassic scribbler has been the recipient of so many blessings throughout a life that has had its fair share of absolute highs and desperately dark lows… looking back is the epitome of 20/20 hindsight… and I can see now so clearly where the ‘anonymous hand of my Creator’ continually put people in my path who were there at the right time and the right place… one such episode occurred when I was all of 11 years old… in Scotland, we had this thing called the 11+ exams where we were tested for the simple purpose of streaming us into the next level of secondary education… by some miraculous fudge (I’m sure), it was discovered that the young Master Gallacher was allegedly possessed of the highest IQ ever recorded in a Glasgow primary school up to that time… let’s be clear, however, that that IQ rating doesn’t mean I’m necessarily intelligent nor smart – it merely indicates that I have a propensity for solving logical issues in an extraordinarily fast time frame… the upshot was, that this wee lad from the Dockland, Govan slums was invited to sit the entrance exams for a scholarship at Allan Glen’s High School of Science and Technology, at the time, a prestigious fee-paying school in the city…

…I won the bursary and was told I could start at the new school at the beginning of the next term… however, my mother had to tell the headmaster of the primary school that her son would be unable to take up the position… when asked why not, she told him with blunt honesty, that although the bursary would cover the expenses for the school books and the tuition, the student’s elegant, but expensive, motif-adorned school uniforms, gym kit and sportswear were beyond our family’s budget, and I would not be going… he would have none of that argument… instead, this marvellous man, Carl Caplan, paid from his own pocket for my uniforms for the three years duration of the scholarship… ever since that time, one of my own pet areas for ‘giving back’ relates to providing assistance where possible to other children who otherwise may be denied the kind of opportunity that I was given… but it’s not about money… as I’ve written here before, I learned long ago, from someone much wiser that  me, that whatever it is you have, (and I don’t mean money!), you keep it by giving it  away… paying it forward... it’s the gift that blesses the giver as well as the receiver… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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…when you want to light up your life… tell Teddy Bear stories to children…

…it has been a couple of years since last this ol’ Scots Jurassic scribbler was invited to talk with children in a classroom setting… World Book Day provided a plausible excuse for the invitation for Master Gallacher in his guise as an author, to come tell a story at The Budaiya Pre-School in Bahrain

…my dear friend, Jess Stansfield, the (much) better half of my writing buddy, Glen Stansfield, teaches a class at this superb kindergarden, and extended the opportunity for me to appear… which I almost bit her hand off to accept… I met first with the principal and founder of the school, the wonderful Janeann Mohseni, who led me to the classes… I was privileged to tell to three different class-loads my story about The Greedy Teddy Bear… the intensity of participation from these wee maestros of mischief was terrific… noise levels were decibel-bursting… great fun!… all of the children were dressed in costumes  depicting their favourite story hero and heroine characters… everybody from Spiderman and his crime-busting buddies to assorted Elsa Princesses

…the story line of the Greedy Teddy Bear is about a wee teddy bear who discovers a cottage when he’s walking in the woods… and where everything inside is made of confection… he touches the door and finds it’s made of chocolate... then the table… made of ice cream... and, of course, he eats everything he finds… when I got to describe what the chair was made of, I asked the children, ‘What do you think the chair was made of?’ … one little girl said ‘Lollipops’, another boy said ‘Cake’.. . but I was blown away in a fit of laughter at one wee fellow who looked askance at the question and announced, ‘The Chair was made of Plastic!’... what a fabulous morning for me!… I totally recommend, when you want to light up your life, tell Teddy Bear stories to children… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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Ageing. The inevitable truth.

…great thoughts from my pal, Barbara Rogers… LUVZYA, m’Lady Barbara! 🙂

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I saw this picture recently. It made me think. A lot. In the end I decided that it is such a beautiful, and poignant depiction of old age. One I had hoped to aspire to …. but now unlikely to achieve.

So what did I see?? I didn’t read the words at first, as I wanted to form my own opinion. Yes… we are permitted to have our own bleddy opinions!!

First of all I saw the physical ravages of time…. but almost immediately after, I saw the love. It brought a lump to my throat the size of a bleddy football. I certainly felt short changed … as I don’t expect to ever feel that bond illustrated so simply. I’m not regretting my ‘efforts’ …. not all of us get the balance of loving right. It has to be a two way thing…. of equal parts… of loving, sharing…

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