“Do Tell!”

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(Sculpture/Gift “The Storyteller” Rene Harris/ADK)

Dear Reader:

I received this most precious gift as a retirement “memorial” from my ADK sisters. We had gone to Mepkin Abby, as a group, to see the creches and later we all went into the gift shop. Rene Harris found me gazing wishfully at this piece of sculpture called “The Storyteller”….after I walked away…apparently she (representing the sorority) got it for me  as a retirement gift. I cherish it to this day.

I don’t think I said “Do Tell”! when I received it at the last end of that school year final meeting but I could have. (“Do Tell“! is a slang expression, dating back to the mid 1800’s in the southeast, that basically means:)

“A phrase used to express surprise about something, as in Jane’s getting married again? Do tell. This expression does not necessarily ask the speaker to provide more details but merely expresses one’s astonishment.”

I was totally astonished, surprised, shocked, and elated! “Do Tell”!…I never thought that beautiful sculpture design would ever be sitting in my Happy Room. I look at it every single day and remember all the enjoyment storytelling has brought me in my teaching and speaking career, as well as in the blog and my personal life.

Have you ever thought that God, in all His Wisdom, chose to come to earth as a baby because God knows there’s one thing guaranteed to make just about anybody kneel over or kneel down: a baby lying in a bassinet  or lying on the floor.

Author Quinn Caldwell remembers his son’s ninety-year-old great-grandmother diving straight to her knees to play with her latest great grandson on his little mat on the floor. “I always think that inspiring kind of delight and devotion has to be at least half the reason God decided to show up as a baby. Everyone loves a baby! “

And aren’t children paying homage to the storyteller when they happily scamper to the floor around the rocking chair to look up in reverence as they listen to the storyteller weave his/her magic….growing lost in another world of imagination? God is smart…His Son arrives as a baby and then mesmerizes the crowds with stories. Two of the most favorite things on earth. New birth and storytelling.

So until tomorrow….Let us, as children of God, always scamper to sit at the feet of  the world’s greatest storyteller and beseech again and again: “Tell Me the Stories of Jesus.

“Today is my favorite day:  Winnie the Pooh

* If my blogs lately tend to “bird walk” or wander off please blame nature’s beauty right outside my window where I am typing. This is what I see. The azaleas are gone but new blooms have simply filled in….and the beat goes on….wild honeysuckle and spirea. (Thanks Doodle!)

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Tomorrow I will show you lots of new birth floral examples and even some individual stories of  last year’s flowers and their reappearance this year…but today ….peek with me through the magical moon gate at what lies inside. The rest of the tour is forthcoming.

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*IMG_0807 (1)April 1….April Fools’ Day! Bunny wanted to have some fun with it…..Remember to say “Rabbit” and the good mojo will follow. (* Do take time to read Kaitlyn’s poignant observations on dealing with loss…thoughts we can all identify with….)

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About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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