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Mar. 2nd, 2008

Briar Rose

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Sep. 1st, 2007


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Er, yes. I feel like spamming my LJ.


much luv
<3 kate

PS. Ellie, she's seven months along and due November 2nd. And Fred is at Grimmauld Place with them. I didn't get to see him, because he was sleeping, and I only was in the kitchen with Harry and Dobby. He's working there, now, I guess. I'll have more info tomorrow when I get back.

Mar. 29th, 2007


Too busy for a friend?

Too Busy for a Friend..

One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other

students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between

each name.

Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about

each of their classmates and write it down.

It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment,

and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.

That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a

separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about

that individual.

On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire

class was smiling. "Really?" she heard whispered. "I never knew that I

meant anything to anyone!" and, "I didn't know others liked me so much,"

were most of the comments.

No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if

they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't

matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were

happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.

Several years later, one of the students was killed in

VietNam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student.

She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked

so handsome, so mature.

The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him

took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless

the coffin.

As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up

to her. "Were you Mark's math teacher?" he asked. She nodded: "yes."

Then he said: "Mark talked about you a lot."

After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a

luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to

speak with his teacher.

"We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet out of

his pocket "They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you

might recognize it."

Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook

paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The

teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she

had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about


"Thank you so much for doing that," Mark's mother said.
"As you can see, Mark treasured it."

All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled

rather sheepishly and said, "I still have my list. It's in the top

drawer of my desk at home."
Chuck's wife said, "Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album."

"I have mine too," Marilyn said. "It's in my diary"

Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her

wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group. "I carry this

with me at all times," Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she

continued: "I think we all saved our lists"

That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark

and for all his friends who would never see him again.

The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life

will end one day. And we don't know when that one day will be.

So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special

and important. Tell them, before it is too late.

And One Way To Accomplish This Is: Forward this message on. If you do

not send it, you will have, once again passed up the wonderful

opportunity to do something nice and beautiful.

If you've received this, it is because someone cares for you and it

means there is probably at least someone for whom you care.

much luv
<3 kate

ps. I GOT INTO AP HISTORY!!!!!!!!!

Mar. 15th, 2007

Briar Rose

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Everyone, her name is Sofia! Sofia and Henry! Thanks so much for your help!

much luv
<3 kate

Mar. 13th, 2007

Briar Rose

Final Viola Name List

Here it is, the final list of names for my viola!



much luv
<3 kate

Mar. 12th, 2007

Briar Rose

Viola Names

Another Non-Friends Only post! And why, you ask? Because I have the names list narrowed down to the following names, some of which I came up with, other given to me by my lovely friends *squishes all*

much luv
<3 kate

Mar. 3rd, 2007

Briar Rose


 This going to be one of the only non-"Friends Only" posts, since I'm linking this to various places. But the point is that I need your help coming up with names for my new viola!

What you need to know:
-It's a she
-The body was made in China, and then shipped to Boston where the neck, pegs, fingerboard, etc were put on
-She's a Charles Copley viola
-Her sound is warm and happy


Jan. 15th, 2007

Briar Rose

Friends Only

I am officially
Friends Only
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