Wordless Wednesday

Maths, Maths and guess what! More Maths!!!

I have been doing Maths Online and I think it is awesome!
I have whats called a Snipping Tool on my computer. Its awesome!
so here are some photos (yes, if your smart, or have it, I took the photos with the snipping tool!!!)

This one is the times tables shoot 'em up game

If you want to go to their site, click HERE
and if ANYONE can do that puzzle swap thing properly - TELL ME HOW!!!! PLEASE!!!
Love Sara xox

Do you have a hole in YOUR racket?

A couple of weeks ago, me and dad were playing Totem tennis, and dad kept on accidentally missing the ball. I was about to say "Dad, do you have a hole in your racket?" when dad swung the racket, a we heard an almighty, earsplitting THWACK! and dads' tennis racket broke! it was one of the old ones (my first pole got really rusty and we couldn't use it), so it was okay! But how ironic is that?

the broken Racket

the racket fixed (sort of!)

about to go into bin

I know that this is not very interesting, but I AM trying!!!
Love Sara

Wordless Tuesday . . . (does it work?)

Awesome - baby foot!!

they don't look happy

this was when I was like 7 years old

this is me busking

and thats my cousin paying me to be quiet!!

Little Old Lady and the Atheist

There was a little old lady who would come out every morning on the steps of her front porch, raise her arms to the sky and shout, "Praise the Lord!"

Well, one day an atheist moved into the house next door. Over time, he became irritated at the little old lady. So every morning he would step out onto his front porch and yell after her, "There is no God!"

Time passes with the two of them carrying on this way every day. Then one morning in the middle of winter, the little old lady stepped onto her front porch and shouted, "Praise the Lord! Lord, I have no food and I am hungry. Please provide for me, oh Lord!"

The next morning she stepped onto her porch and there were two huge bags of groceries sitting there. "Praise the Lord!" she cried out. "He has provided groceries for me!" The atheist jumped out of the hedges and shouted, "There is no Lord. I bought those groceries!" The little old lady threw her arms into the air and shouted, "Praise the Lord! He has provided me with groceries and He made the devil pay for them!"

For fear of a Laugh

Many a person indeed has taken on noble enterprises and has been willing to make great sacrifices, offer their goods and even suffer death for the greater glory of God and the exaltation of the Holy Church. But then, before the laughter of their peers, for fear of meeting a condoning smile or a sarcastic word, the heroic resolution collapses. The sign of cross is abandoned at the important business lunch, the ladies tea, the university or high school lunchroom. The resolute 13-year-old girl who has determined to dress modestly turns 16, and the pressure of her peers is suddenly more than she can bear: she dons blue jeans and tank tops and puts aside her old promises. Young men leave off praying the Rosary, serving Mass, avoiding vulgar conversations and bad companions because they don’t want to seem like “nerds” or “losers”… At certain functions, the scapular is slipped into the pocket…

And why? For fear of a laugh. For fear of the laughter of a serving woman, St. Peter denied Our Lord. How many more denials have been made so that we can adapt to a public opinion that does not censure us - or fall into a life of being “normal” and “fitting in”?

Bunnies