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My Humble Beginnings

The Mad Mud Moon Man   by Steve Warner

Once upon a time there was a mad mud moon man. He lived in a garbage bag and he came out every night. Every weekend he came down to earth. One weekend when he came down, he went to a farm-yard for dinner. The farmer looked out the window and the farmer got up, ran over and got his gun, picked it up, ran out the door and started shooting at him but he got away. Every weekend the mud monster would come to the farm but every time he’d get scared away. One day the farmer called fifteen hunters. All fifteen hunters went. A week went by and still no sign of him. All of a sudden five of them heard footsteps. They all split up. They got back into a group again. They were still hearing footprints. All the sudden five mud monsters came walking at them. All fifteen of them pointed their guns at the mud monsters. All fifteen guns went and there was five mud puddles laying out in the woods.

moon man 1

moon man 2

I found this today while digging through some files.  My mother had saved it and given it to me many years ago when she was culling stuff out of the house.  I had to clean up some of the grammatical issues up above, but clearly my awesome and worldly writing talents started at an early age!

My kindergarten teacher was named Mrs. Smiley… at least I think it was. That’s one of those “facts” that I have burned into my memory that I will never forget, but there’s no way to verify whether that’s  true or not. Maybe we just called her Mrs. Smiley, because she was happy or something… but that’s not as appealing a tale!  So I’ll stick with the story that she was named Mrs. Smiley. I don’t know if I wrote this in Mrs. Smiley’s class, but clearly with a name like that she must have had a positive influence on my academic career!

When did you seriously start writing? Do you still have any of your early stories?


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School Daze

It’s back to school time for kids all over the country. Fancy new school clothes are being purchased and worn, lunch boxes are being filled, pencils are being sharpened, weapon and drug sniffing dogs are being hired. I know that many of you have probably already sent your kids back to school, but mine don’t start until this coming Tuesday, September 6th. Here in Michigan there is this great law that says all public schools must start after Labor Day, so that the tourism industry can have one last money-making weekend.

These are such important and exciting times when we send our kids off to school to become educated and productive members of our society. I know many parents, this time of year, are quite enthusiastic about the valuable learning opportunities and academic virtues that the schools will bestow on their kids… and that their kids will finally be out of their hair again. Some parents have even been known to celebrate these scholastically important milestone days by dancing around saying things like;


Not me, however. I find it reprehensible that there are parents out there that dislike their children so much that they want to throw a party just because it’s time for their kids to go back to school. I like when my kids are home during the summer. We don’t have to do nearly as much laundry because they can wear the same clothes over and over again. Plus, I get to see them more and I don’t have to drive them to school every day.

Truth be told, I hate these last few days of my kid’s summer vacation. I feel a deep down, intense sorrow for them as summer vacation ends and the reality of going back to school hits. I vividly remember those days as a kid, and how horrible it was. Summers were only two or three months, but they felt like they lasted years. Then suddenly, like a stake through the heart, it was over. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone, let alone my own flesh and blood, who I am proud to say, have spent the summer months productively lying around like slugs, playing video games and destroying the house.

So in honor of my kid’s endless summer… well, unfortunately… ending, here is a great post I wrote a while back about children not wanting to go to school. It’s funny, I promise.

A Troubling Situation

On a serious note… if you are a teacher, teacher aide, school administrator… whatever… if you are working with kids, you deserve a round of applause, a pat on the back and a big, sloppy kiss for doing what I believe is some of the most important work out there, educating our kids. Seriously, I believe that! Sorry, I can’t do anything about your salary.

Happy school daze!!


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