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The Short Stories And Bible Studies
The Short Stories And Bible Studies
of Kathy Kearney
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Humorous Short Stories
A Nickel’s Worth of Trouble
I was seven years old and spending a day with my grandmother. She gave me a nickel. It was the largest amount of money ever placed in my grubby little paw. Had I been at home, Mother would have made me get my piggy bank and promptly deposit this princely gift into Monsieur Swine's slot. But away from mother's vigilance, I played with the nickel. I spun it, set it on its edge, and tried flipping it in the air the way my uncles did. It was my first venture into the delights of avarice.
Look Back In Laughter
Small wonder that I loved short hair, dreamed of short hair, coveted short hair. I especially admired my friend Julie's haircut. It fell in soft waves over her ears and swept back in tender swirls across the nape of her neck. I pulled out all my eleven-year-old stops, begging mom for such a haircut. But her answer was always the same. "No, you are not getting your lovely, long, shiny hair cut, Kathy!” End of discussion.
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The Blue Lights Of Christmas
A humorous look at 20 years of Christmas traditions in the Kearney household. Leslie and I (Kathy) wrote this and did it as a reading for a Sunday morning service two weeks before Christmas. Everyone loved it, after church we were surounded by people telling of their Christmas traditions. Nearly every Christmas someone asks about the blue lights. Yes, I still love blue lights, but I do allow Dewey colored lights every so often. Don’t want to be accused of being too scroogy.
The Blue Lights Of Christmas
A humorous look at 20 years of Christmas traditions in the Kearney household. Leslie and I (Kathy) wrote this and did it as a reading for a Sunday morning service two weeks before Christmas. Everyone loved it, after church we were surounded by people telling of their Christmas traditions. Nearly every Christmas someone asks about the blue lights. Yes, I still love blue lights, but I do allow Dewey colored lights every so often. Don’t want to be accused of being too scroogy.
