http://slow.writerscafe.org/dearantlers The original writings of author Dearantlers en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776028484 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My whole life, I’ve had principles of service, kindness, hard work, dependability and others, pounded into my brain. I’ve been told over and over that with these different principles, I could achieve many great things, and in all honesty, anything that I could possibly want. I would alwa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/1703976/ JosieSorensenKadeParry ENGL1010November6, 2015Annotated BibliographySontana.Personal Interview. 02 November 2015. Sontana used his personal stories to explainto me a little bit about what life is like for him as a member of the GuestWorker program. He s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/1662740/ JosieSorensenKadeParryENGL1010November6, 2015 Illegal Immigration Pertaining toFarms Imagine an orchard full of rotting applesbecause there is no one there to harvest them. Imagine sheep wandering freelythrough roads and backyards because there.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/1662732/ Prompt 2: You are a kid's imaginary friend. He's growing up and you are fading away.Prompt 3: A double agent who goes by two aliases has been assigned by each agency to kill his alias on the opposite side.Prompt 4: At birth, everyone has the date they will die tattooed on their arm. You were.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/1399207/ I love the mountainIn the winterWith the crusty snowThe cold breezeAnd the trees weighed down with snowThe bright sunshineMakes everything beautifulAnd everything perfectI’m so happy to be hereSnowmobiling http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/1374444/ My first memory is of my third birthday.  My attention seems mostly focused on a small cake, dusted with sugar.  My mouth watered at the sight of it and my fingers constantly reached out to touch it.  I would get only inches away before my hand was gently slapped away.  There wa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/1374442/ Amazing Race Youth ActivityMeet at 7:00 in the YW Room.  Have the usual opening.  At 7:15 Start the activity �" the teams will have 1hour to complete as many challenges as possible.  The winning team will be the one that completes th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/1196870/  After having been married for 22 years, Wayne and Ann’s love for one another has done nothing but increase. Though, like every couple, they’ve had their hard times, their love has prevailed, and they raised four beautiful children. They work together on a farm, and love life. They.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/1159629/      Beauty can be found in many places, but my favorite is the mountains.  There is something majestic about the towering peaks and rolling hills. The bright and dark contrasts are something that cannot be found anywhere else. It has a beauty that is so different from what you n.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/1126025/ The slight breeze turns into a torrent of wind, whipping my hair into my face.  Lightning flashes and thunder crashes above me, the loud booms echoing over the rising waves.  Rain pelts my exposed skin like thousands of tiny needles.  My lifeboat starts to rock wildly as the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/1108544/ Cows your have always been an inspiration in my life.Your majestic posture, and the way you lick my fingersFrom the day you were born you brought a smile to my faceCows, you taught me responsibilityYou taught me how to wake up at 5am and stay up until 10pmTo care and love youCows, you sucked on my f.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/1058039/ I watch her leapFrom log to logSending ripplesThrough the place I loveI hide under a logHoping she won’t come near meWon’t come near my holeI watch brothers and friendsDart from her pathWatch her eyes light up at the sightOf salamandersRunning from her towering fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/1043094/ LoveFriendFamilyGrandSpecialAdviceWiseSnacks http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/999023/ What to do?Don’t have a clueWhere to go?I don’t know!Who to see?Don’t ask meI need a lifeWithout much strifeSomething to doSomething newNeed something more‘Cause my life’s a bore http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/999019/ What’s white all over, has armor, rolls into a ball when in danger, rolls places rather than walks, and eats grubs, worms and ants? You’re right! Harley the albino, legless armadillo! Wait, you mean you didn’t guess the answer correctly? But with all those clues, how could y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/998997/ ~Live~OpportunitiesInvolvement~Laugh~HappinessFriendship~Love~ForeverTogether  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/997762/ This is in honor of America's troops coming home from Iraq http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/840083/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/802197/ As my brown Chesapeake Bay Retriever laid in my arms, laboriously breathing in her final few breaths of air, my mind traveled back years ago to my favorite memories of her. It was when she was only a couple years old. She was constantly running into things, and I sometimes wondered if she hadn&r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/792947/ My favorite place to be is high up in the mountains, sitting on the cushioned seat of my snowmobile, sliding across the fluffy snow. I love the feel of the cold wind, numbing my cheeks as it slides through my helmet. I love to watch the ground for animals prints, whether they be the tiny imprints of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/792082/ I looked, I saw. He looked, he saw. I waved, he winked. I winked, he waved. I walked, he walked. He stopped, I stopped. I stared he talked. He stared, I talked. I smiled, he grinned. We walked, we talked. We grinned, we smiled. We sat, we ate, he paid. We flirted, we kissed. I walked, he walked, I l.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/789889/ I woke up to the sound of my parents' voices, wondering where I was. Suddenly, it hit me. I was in our local hospital after having one of the worst seizures I had had in a long time. The anesthesia they gave me finally began to wear off, although it hadn't completely disappeared. My eyes weren&rsq.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/754128/ Wink     I watched his face as one eye slowly closed, the other still open, but barely. It was his way of winking. I felt myself go dizzy, and I swayed, grabbing the red chair by me to keep myself from falling on the floor, but the chair tipped under my weight, and I fell, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/753330/ Wrote this for a group. Ain't that great. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/746609/     The clash of metal on metal echoed throughout the steep sided valley, joining yells, booms, and more clashes. The combined sounds bouncing off the rocky out crops of the ravine was deafening, especially compared to the tense silence we had had only moments before. The sun was be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/740985/ This is a story/essay that I wrote for a contest, and won $75 for it. Not that great, but it's okay. It's kind of long, but I hope its worth it! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/740978/ Buzz, buzz,In my ear. Suck, suck, There goes my blood. Slap, slap,Hand on my arm. Fly, fly,It got away! Swell, swell,Goes the bite. Scratch, scratch,Fingers go on the bump. Buzz, buzz,In my ear… http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/740934/ So much dependsUponA big greenTractorSpatteredWith mudAndSitting in the Field The plow is hitchedBehind itAnd the driverSits behind the wheelAs it slowly moves forwardWheel in the furrowDigging up the field http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/739793/ WorkHard, strenuousToil, labor, striveEffort, industry, tranquility, quietPause, recline, stillEasy, calm,Rest http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/739788/ The farmer's daughtersat on the summery groundas dawn's light beat down. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/739516/ True Story. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/738682/ The shadows of night fell across the yard. The warm glow of the light was gone, and in its place, a cold darkness. Familiar shapes of cars and people were gone, replaced with distorted shapes and silhouettes. All I could see of my cousin standing right next to me was his white shoes; the rest of h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/738681/ The farmer’s daughterWalked through the yardAs the chickens cluckedAnd the horses neighedShe walked right pastThe hungry cowsAnd didn't glanceAt the noisy sheepThere was one thingOn the girl's mind that dayAs the farmer’s daughterWandered through the yardAs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dearantlers/738680/