Monday, October 18, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
Most Precious Asset
Randy McArthur
For The Kids, Safe Place
Safe Place
Please learn this lesson
Make friends with discretion
Adult strangers, don’t you ever talk to
You don’t know who they are
You don’t know what they want
And there’s no telling what they might do
If candy is mentioned
They’re evil intentioned
You should run to the nearest safe place
Pleas scream and yell on the way
Do exactly what I say
And then try to remember their face
The problem you see
Is MONSTERS! Can look like you and me
Very normal and so ordinary
But really they’re not
And they’ll do God knows what
For children, that’s very scary
So when you’re not at home
With your friends, or alone
Of your surroundings, be very aware
To strangers don’t talk
And be careful where you walk
And listen only, to people who care
Sometimes it is true
You have to watch for you
I say this with respect and love
When you are all alone
Or away from home
It’s you, you need to take care of
Randy McArthur
For The Kids, Wherever It Goes
Wherever it Goes
I follow my nose
Wherever it goes
It keeps me out of trouble
When some things we fear
I cannot see clear
It warns me on the double
Like smoke in a room
Before a ka-boom
That none of us can see
It’s hidden by the door
And burning much more
My nose is telling me
The message is clear
I must flee from here
A fire! Is on the way
So outside I go
To the place that we know
Where my parents told me to stay
My parents meet me
Under the tree
That I do love to climb
To find it’s not hard
It’s in the backyard
I can find it every time
So there we all stay
It’s no time to play
We have to stay still and wait
Waiting what for?
I need patience, lots more
It’s fire trucks
We anticipate
Soon a siren we hear
The trucks must be near
That didn’t take too long
Now you can see
Why we should stay by the tree
Leaving it would be wrong
Now the firemen jump out
We give them a shout
“Hooray! We’re so glad you came”
Our house is on fire
The flames rising higher
But they run in just the same
When the firemen ran in
Dad said with a grin
“They will put out the flames”
In ran four
Then came some more
They never told me their names
At the tree, we stood near
Feeling both dread and fear
For all of the firemen sake
Heat you could see
Fire you could hear
Hot enough, to bake a cake
After a bit
Those flames did submit
And a fireman did reappear
His hat was still smoking
But he was not choking
He sang out “all is clear”
Please pardon me
If I scared you, you see
I didn’t mean any harm
This had to seem real
It was a fire drill
Not just a false alarm
Randy McArthur
For The Kids And Everyone Else, Po
Potatoes and Fried Chicken
Potatoes and fried chicken
Are good for dinner
Add some fine gravy
And you have a winner
Start with a salad
To balance the meal
The food smells so good
Your hunger is real
Tell the cook thank you
With genuine zeal
For fun add a bun
With hot melted butter
There’ll be excitement
You’ll feel your heart flutter
Let there thanks
In the words that you utter
But don’t speak with your mouth full
You’ll only mutter and stutter
The blessing is done
And it’s time to eat
Potatoes and chicken
What a tasty good treat
I do love fried food
It can’t ever be beat
If I do clean my plate
That’d be a great feat
And I’ll get desert
Something chocolate and sweet
We don’t eat like this
Each and everyday
We usually eat
In a healthier way
From nutritious food
We seldom stray
Eat too much fried food
And one day they’ll say
What did him in, he put on his tray
With his own life, he did not have to pay
If he’d had a good diet
He’d be here today
Instead up to heaven
He’s now on his way
The healthy way to eat
Is a well balanced diet
Please don’t make fun of it
Until you can try it
All that you eat
Try not to fry it
It might taste good
But too soon you’ll buy it
That trip up to heaven
Too soon you’ll fly it
A bad eating habit
You must try to defy it
And there is no way
That you can deny it
Randy McArthur
For The Kids, Sharing
Sharing
Ice cream and apples
Or even pink snapples
All make for a wonderful treat
When you share them with friends
The fun never ends
It’s a feeling that cannot be beat
It shows when you share
That you really do care
About a good friend’s
Immediate need
There’s a lesson you’ve learned
Friendship can only be earned
And your heart isn’t darkened by greed
The best thing is knowing
It keeps your heart growing
When you freely give
Something away
You’ll feel your heart getting bigger
In your life it will trigger
True happiness, every day
Now that you get it
There’s no need to sweat it, you’ll have friends
Who will share back with you
It’s some what you think
And more what you say
But mostly, what you choose to do
You can take great satisfaction
You’ll get a terrific reaction
From yourself
And everyone that you know
Your life will be more fulfilling
And you’ll just be stone cold chilling
Any time, any place that you go
Randy McArthur
For The Kids, Chores
Chores
Hobble dee hook and goble dee gook
It’s just what it sounds like to me
When my children complain
Yet their chores still remain
To be finished, oh can’t you see
My children so dear
The time has come near
To go and clean up your room
Put the trash in the can
That would be a good plan
Then you can vacuum or broom
There’s no need to complain
When your chores still remain
All of us, have work to be done
Do your chores quick
That’s the first trick
Get finished, the go have some fun
There are more tricks than one
To keeping chores on the run
Here’s another, I have for you
It’s a real time saver
Do yourself a favor
We can call it trick number two
When you’re playing in your room
And you need to get a broom
Because a small mess, has clearly been made
Go ahead and get it clean
Do you know what I mean?
And you’ll have it, made in the shade
When you have gotten through
With trick number two
Trick three is there for your pleasure
Take care of the trash situation
Without hesitation
And you can clean up, at your own leisure
Now for trick number four
Concerning counter tops
And the floor
Your mom won’t have to look sickly
If, when you spill what you’re drinking
You clean it up without thinking
Just make sure that you clean it up quickly
That’s enough for today
Now run off and play
Next time, we’ll start with trick five
If you’ll clean as you go
Good habits will grow
And you will be able to thrive
You will not merely survive
Randy McArthur
For The Kids, Playtime
Playtime
Playtime is fun
It’s really a treat
You can swing on a swing set
Or run with your feet
Or sit in the sandbox, with a new friend
When you’re at playtime
Friendships begin
You can play different games
With different names too
You can play with Bob and Gloria
And Ted Bartholomew
You can climb on the monkey bars until you see stars
Or sit back and pretend
You’re driving race cars
Playtime can be
Great exercise
It will increase
Your muscles’ strength and size
Never let your game controls
Be your only master
Sitting on your rear all day
Leads to disaster
Please go outside and play
And feel your heart beat faster
If your parents will abide
You might go to the park
Where there’s stuff to ride
And climb until dark
Sliding down the slide
Is really such a lark
After you slide
Ride the merry go round
Until you are dizzy
And falling on the ground
Or play a game of kickball
It’s fun for one and all
But you’d better get busy
Night is gonna fall
When your ball game is done
And you're still having fun
Play hide and seek
Out there in the sun
First you will hide
Then you will run
If you are "IT"
Just start by counting
It's so much fun
The excitement is mounting
When you have finished
Then open your eyes
Then you will start looking
For all girls and guys
The one that you catch
Will get a big surprise
Now that playtime is over
It’s time to go in
To do your homework
And make your brain spin
Back to your lessons
As we all know
Homework is exercise
It will help your brain to grow
Randy McArthur
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Hobby
Randy McArthur
Wood Working, Planning
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Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Wood working, Layout and Measurement
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Wood Working, Cutting
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Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Wood Working, Shaping
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Wood Working, Joining
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Wood Working, Fastening
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Wood Working, Sanding and Clean up
Randy McArthur
Monday, October 11, 2010
The Modern World's Choice
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Great Day
Never get discouraged
You don't know, what you'll soon be receiving
Think about when the pressure's gone
Won't that be relieving
For now, keep on pressing on
And always keep believingAs loving, leading parents, we all feel the need to talk with our kids. We want to teach them how to make good choices and how to avoid making mistakes. All we're trying to do is to give our children as many chances as possible to be happy, well adjusted, productive members of society. We know it starts with talking with them instead of talking at them. Sounds easy, right? So how does one motivate their children to listen? I think that depends on the child more than the parent and starts with listening to our children. Thanks,
Randy McArthurP.S.: I found a way to break the ice with my kids. I write something for them about the topic I want to discuss. Then I let them respond to what I have written. I always welcome all advice. Please
let me know what you think.
For my Daughter-Thoughts
Thoughts
Don’t hold the pen so tightly
It’s not going anywhere
If you’ll loosen your grip slightly
It eliminates some of the fear
Just express yourself politely
Use the thought that’s presently near
Or say it quite contritely
But please keep your true message clear
You can use the pen to tell stories
Lament and testify
You can give God all his due glories
And find your souls true eye
Or just pen something funny
It’s really such a breeze
You could write about a bunny
Speaking in Portuguese
Give your thoughts some freedom
When you sit down to write
They’ll go right where you lead them
Taking instant flight
Thoughts are just like babies
You don’t know where they’ll go
Filled with wondrous maybes
Sit back and watch them grow
Point them in the right direction
And let them choose their path
Soon you’ll have a collection
Both for crying and a laugh
Entirely your own selection
You don’t even need any math
Your thoughts are your own
But they may be on loan
Be diligent with your craft
Randy McArthur
For my Daughter-Pretty Young Girl
Pretty Young Girl
Annie’s a pretty young teenage girl
Who is now developing a body
She’ll get anything she wants from the world
Oh no, we’re raising a hottie
I remember when you were my little my girl
So precocious and so sweet
We’d play games like get out of here
And walking down the street
For me, those times, great though they were
Now I can only confess
They’ve passed us by just like a blur
In no time at all, more or less
Annie, you’ll be dating soon
In two years or a little more
It already makes me want to swoon
And pass out upon the floor
With this I’ll try so hard to deal
Please have some patience with me
Don’t do anything to make me ill
And trusting, I shall be
Already, the boys like you a lot
This is easy to tell
I didn’t like Trevor all that much
But I do think Allen is swell
Just be careful in how you act
And establish clear expectations
Let the boys know right from the start
There will be no sexual relations
What I want to say to you
In this, my little rhyme
Is really, it matters just what you do
It only takes one time
So listen only to the people you trust
And please, do heed their voices
Life comes down to, know if you must
A handful of very big choices
I love you Goose, as you grow every single day. I’m proud of you in every single way.
Love,
Dad Randy McArthur
For my Daughter-Changes
Changes
I have a teen age daughter
Her name is Emily Anne
I’m trying my best to teach her
Everything I possibly can
I guess I’d call her a rage'r
She’s smart, cute and funny
She’s my final teen-ager
I hope her days are sunny
She’s growing up and changing
Right in front of my eyes
Her priorities, she’s rearranging
She’s started talking to guys
She now has her first real boyfriend
He’s Allen Tucker and here’s the truth
First came Trevor
Who thought he was clever
But he was only aloof
Annie’s a little different
She has her own unique style
It’s in the way that she dresses
And what she confesses
When we are talking a while
I love to hear her smile
She just needs to find
Her own path to follow
The choice is all up to her
Wrong choices, her life will be hollow
And time will have passed like a blur
That will be hard to swallow
So Annie please pay attention
To everything that you choose
Oh please just let me mention
This is the way you don’t lose
Think about it for a minute
It really isn’t news
God, life and everything else is your choice Annie. I love you so much.
Peace we out,
Dad
Randy McArthur
For my Son-At 20
At 20
Funny thing, I started writing today
A free verse letter to my son
Finally, I know what to say
He creates my inspiration
And stimulates my imagination
It’s innate, his own special way
He is 20 years old and ahead of the game
But wonders what the world has in store
I’m 45 and doing the same
When he gets a little, he always wants more
He’ll do just fine, he’ll make his name
Like an eagle I know he will soar
His journey’s just started
From our house he departed
He has actually turned 21
Now don’t get out smarted
And don’t be retarded
I keep my eye on my only son
I know he’s cool headed and always strong hearted
But it’s over when the damage is done
I’ve been proud of his choices
And the opinions he voices
Did I mention? He plays the drums
He’s a scholar a worker and surely no shirker
And he does not hang out with bums
I even like all of his chums
Norman R. Mc Arthur
For my Son-Enemy
Enemy
No doubt there can be no doubt
It is your biggest enemy
It will only bastardize your dreams
And give you good excuses it seems
Doubt will make you a peasant
Instead of taking your rightful place as king
You’ll believe lies and you will follow fools
You’ll let other people
Make up all your rules
You’ll begin to exist
Instead of really living
The world will sorely miss
What you are capable of giving
From the gutter to a gangster
Is a path that you could choose
Or total ruination
With loose women, drugs and booze
Don’t pick false elation
You cannot afford to lose
Or you could be a doctor
Holier than thou
Feeling like a god
All I’ll say is wow
We all know you can do it
It’s up to your belief
When doubting just say screw it
Don’t borrow any grief
Or maybe a great drummer
In a famous band
Believe in what you do
I hope you understand
The choice is up to you
It determines where you’ll land
Flat down on your face
Or with the whole world in your hand
Now it’s time to go
I’ve given my advice
I hope you’ve listened to it
And will think about it twice
You can have your dreams
It’s totally up to you
It’s only like it seems
It depends on what you do
For: My Hero, My Friend, My Son, Randy
Randy McArthur
For my Son-Take a Minute
Take a Minute
You’re trying too hard, you’re working too well
You’re making all the right moves
Soon you’ll have a better story to tell
About all of your newly found grooves
We all love you Randy and wish you the best
We want you to succeed
Funny thing is, I must confess
It has nothing to do with greed
It can only be measured by your happiness
And fulfilling your every need
True success is hard to achieve
Living in perpetual hurry
Just pray for patience and you will receive
Blessings and won’t have to worry
Slow down and relax and try to believe
It’ll happen in one quick flurry
Slow down and give yourself a minute to think
You’ll be surprised by what you realize
Relax it’ll take you less than a blink
And your pathway will arise, right in front of your eyes
Your dreams will grow and your problems will shrink
Because you took time to self analyze
It will give you a chance to plan in advance
Your actions to the smallest detail
You’ll learn to trust you in everything that you do
It will reduce your options to fail
Knowing yourself helps you find your grind
And develop your own unique flow
Do what you love and thank heaven above
At 20, you already know
It’s not only about the dough
When there’s less urgency there’s more concentrating
Learn yourself and make God a friend
Life won’t be so frustrating
You will be creating
The situation you want in the end
Your days will be elating and never deflating
And you’ll never have to pretend
It’ll all come Randy.
Your Dad,
Randy McArthur