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whistlegirl7

whistlegirl7

whistlegirl7's real name is RubyFaye Williams. RubyFaye is located in North Carolina / USA and has been a SingSnap member since February 16, 2007. Currently, she has a total of 33 public recordings which have been viewed 3,200 times.


----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------..............SINGING IS GOOD FOR ME.. I JUST LOVE TO HAVE FUN SCREAMING THESE LUNGS OUT.
I'M 4ft.11inches TALL,,,LONG HAIR AND I'M A SASSY LITTLE THING,,FUNNY THO,,I LOVE TO JOKE AND KID AROUND. THAT MAKES LIFE ENJOYABLE...I HOPE LIFE TREATS YOU JUST AS WELL...SO LETS HAVE FUN SINGING.....----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Please,-- If You Can And Will, Please Sign My BOOK BELOW. Thank you for stopping in,,,RubyFaye ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------PLEASE ENJOY MY PLAYER BELOW..THERE ARE "21" SONGS ON IT---20- OF THEM I Wrote Myself---So Pull That Chair Up A Little Closer and Lean Back And Let It Play-----Thanks ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------IF YOU'VE COME TO HEAR A PRETTY VOICE AND GREAT SINGING, THEN CLICK BACK OUT, PLEASE.. I CAN'T SING GOOD AT ALL. SORRY. BUT SO MANY OTHERS ON THIS SINGSNAP ARE GOOD ENOUGH TO BE PRO.. JUST NOT ME...........

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----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------SOMEONE ASKED ME THIS ONCE::::-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------""WHAT IS IT LIKE GETTING OLD??""-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making
my bed, or for having (4) "Doggie Babies" to get on my nerves sometimes...I still love them all... I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ....---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set.

They, too, will get old.
I know I am sometimes forgetful.
But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers,
or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and
compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face.
So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their
hair could turn silver.

As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore.
I've even earned the right to be wrong.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------So, to answer thier question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever,
but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day(if I feel like it).----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------MAY OUR FRIENDSHIP NEVER COME APART ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S STRAIGHT FROM OUR HEARTS.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE A RAINBOW OF SMILES ON YOUR FACE AND IN YOUR HEART FOREVER.

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The Wooden Bowl

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The Wooden Bowl

I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a
week from now, a month from now,
a year from now, and the rest of your life...-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and
four-year-old grandson.
The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step
faltered

The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's
shaky hands and
failing sight made eating difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the
floor.
When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.

The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess.
'We must do something about father,' said the son.
'I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the
floor.'

So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner.
There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed
dinner.
Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a
wooden bowl.

When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he had a
tear in his eye as he sat alone.
Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when
he dropped a fork or spilled food.

The four-year-old watched it all in silence.

One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood
scraps on the floor.
He asked the child sweetly, 'What are you making?' Just as sweetly, the
boy responded,
'Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in
when I grow up.
' The four-year-old smiled and went back to work...

The words so struck the parents so that they were speechless. Then tears
started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both
knew what must be done.

That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him back
to the family table.
For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for
some reason,
neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was
dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens, how bad
it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she
handles four things:
a rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree
lights.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I've learned that, regardless of your relationship with your
parents,you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I've learned that making a 'living' is not the same thing as making a
'life..'-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on
both hands.You need to be able to throw something back sometimes.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you
But, if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others,
your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I
usually make the right decision.------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------People love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a
friendly pat on the back.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.