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About me - Heather Scott

I am what I like to think of as an itinerant transplant - Born in Port Elizabeth, South Africa, transplanted at an early age (two years old) to the capital of that country -Pretoria, educated and married there - transplanted again to the flat, uninspiring

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Relationships & Family > Parents Tribute to mothers: 1 of 69
My Mother - my friend.She was born on the 18th December, 1905, although I did not know that until after she died. She had lied about having lost her birth certificate so that she could go "Up North" to nurse the South African soldiers who were wounded in the War, in 1940, when she was really 35, but the government rule was th... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Life: 32 of 1201
A Baby's EyesHave you looked into a newborn's eyes?Wide, curious and brightlooking out to this new world, recently foundbut with a lingering memory of what he left behind.There is knowledge there, ancient and wise.Only a little while, this memory will last.Soon his future will become his past.Memories will be of earthly thing... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: My Bichon Frise: 1 of 4
My husband and I have a new friend. His name is Grant. Rather a grand name, I thought, for a three year old Bichon Frise with floppy ears and a wide smile. But since he is a purebred dog, with a really fancy certificate from the American Kennel Association and a lineage to die for, I guess "Fluffy" or "Tinkles" would have see... More..
Jobs & Careers > Job Listings & Agencies Dos and don'ts of long-distance job hunting: 1 of 3
There are, of course, several dos and donts, many of which are self evident. I have recently had a lot of experience in this endeavor. I can only tabulate the "dos and donts" gleaned from my own experience.After eight years in one state, (New Jersey) I decided - after much pressure from my children -to move to Virginia, where... More..
Politics, News & Issues > International Politics (Other) Are developing countries better served by male or female leaders?: 7 of 15
"The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world"Well, this is certainly true, inasmuch as the child learns from his mother. It would presuppose that a future leader would have learned much of his moral values from his mother. After all, St. Francis of Assisi tells us that what a child learns before the age of seven provides t... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Mentoring relationships: 5 of 9

A Divine Encounter in Zululand.Thandi had been walking a long way. She had started out just as the sun rose over the Drakensburg peaks behind the family kraal. Now it was afternoon, and her shadow was growing longer as she trudged along the footpath that led to the main road near Empangeni. This was the nearest town to her bi... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Childhood memories: 231 of 391
The Only ChildAn only childA lonely childBorn oldTo parents made old by a war.An anomalyIn the familyOf cousins with siblingsWho love, fight, and playWho rumble and tumbleWith no serious thoughtOf what war had wrought.A serious childKnows not how to be wildWho questions it allThe world, life, the sinThat men will fall in.An o... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Turmoil: 23 of 33
Why don't We Learn?In eons past so many warsThousands burnedSo many lessons learned.We vow "Never again!"And thenA new uprising a new concernAnd men will rise against men.Bombs falling, homes burningChildren learning the meaning of fear.Lives destroyed, fathers deployedTo kill for all they revere.Mothers weep, no one can slee... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Misunderstandings: 29 of 33
The ImmigrantA stranger in this huge New World of StatesThese seven years.My childhood was not theirs, these people hurrying by,My teens were lived in another countryI have no peers.I should assimilate - I know I must,They laugh and share their memories of days and years agoShould I tell them of mine? Would they want to knowO... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Birth of Our Savior: 21 of 21
The Christmas ChildWhat can I say that hasn't been said?Of the Child born to Mary that night long ago?I'm told He had only straw for a bedBecause His mother had no other place to go.Billions of children were born ere and sinceAnd we hear nothing of their birth.Giants in the world's milieu.Scientists, authors, leaders of natio... More..