Memorial Day Memories -poem I wrote

Memorial Day Memories


(picture of Diane, Russ and me)

I remember the time
When my sister, brother and I
Raised the American Flag
On Memorial Day
We did that every year since
We belonged to the scout of groups

After we raised the flag
We went to Glenwood Street
We went to our troops
To get ready for the parade
I marched with the Brownie troop
Since the leader couldn’t be there


(picture of me with Brownie)

My sister, brother and I kept on marching
Until we met at the designated place
Which belonged to the veterans
Right there we honored all the soldiers
Who kept our country free

We stood on the left or front side
When the tap music began to play
All of us saluted


(picture of the Veteran Honor Place)

My family has been doing this
For many years
As long as one of us were still in Scout
Those were my memories
On Memorial Day

Written By
Pamela Joachim
May 25, 2009

About Enoch's Life

From the book called "The Called..The Chosen..."

What were the key lesson of Enoch's life and ultimate translation?

*Enoch's translation brought hope to the faithful still on earth.

*It proved that the righteous do have a reward-just as the wicked have a final punishment.

*Enoch's life showed that it is possible to keep God's commands and resist temptation, even surrounded by a world of corruption and rebellion.

*Enoch's translation was a small example of the ultimate reward to be enjoyed by God's faithful followers in hereafter.

Choosing God's side does bring rewards. Now- and in an eternity soon to begin. And Enoch's life proves that it is possible to stay loyal and obedient to God, no matter how evil the world around us becomes...

there have been two sides: God's side - and Satan's side. There is no third side.

Christ's Side Satan's side
the side of faith the side of human works
the side of obedience the side of stubborn self-will
the side of loyalty to God the side of loyalty to self
(and by extension,God's great enemy)
the side of belief in the truth about God in lies Satan had told about him


Every person in times past who has ever lived has chosen.
Now, everyone on earth is making the same choice.
Which side are you choosing?

As for me, Pammie, I chose Christ's Side

Baking Day

My granddaughter wanted to make her brother a birthday cake. I had her to come to my home and let her make it herself. While we were waiting for the cake to bake, I told her that I have two banana that is getting soft and ask her if you want to make banana bread for her Mom who love it but cannot have nuts. She said yeah. After the cake was done, we put the banana bread in the oven. While we were waiting for the bread, we talked about what she want to do as decorated the cake. After the bread was done, we took our bike to go to the store. We got waffle candy and M & M for the cake and also got triple berry muffin for her daddy. We came home from the store, the cake was cool down. My granddaughter started to mix the muffins and then put it in the oven. Then she decorated the cake. I only help with the M & M to say Happy Birthday. She did every things herself. She measured, mixed, poured and baked it all by herself. She was one happy girl. She is nine year old. I told her that she have the gift of baking. We brought the cake, banana bread and muffin to her home. Her mom and dad are very happy with their gift. Daddy started to eat his muffin and said that all of the muffin will be gone within one hour. The two babies saw Daddy eating the muffin and he share it with them. I am thinking of buying baking things for my granddaughter for her birthday (Sept) as she love to bake now. It will be nice for her to have her own set. I told her that when I get my check, I will have her pick out the material and teach her how to sew her own apron. I think I will make two, one for here at my home and the other for her at her home. I have a little apron that belong to my niece and it is getting small on her. I am saving it for my other granddaughter when she get older (soon be one year old)...Today sure is a baking day. I didn't get any of the baking but when I came home, I got the sweet smell in my home from the baking which make you hungry. It is a very special day between my granddaughter and me. We got the time to be alone for each other and do something special for someone in the family.

What Kind of Gift to Give? - Poem

What Kind of Gift to Give?

What kind of gift can I give?
My income is low.
The costs of livings are high.

What can I give to my family and friends?
I can't afford to buy things
To show them how much I care.

What valuable do I have at home to give?
The most valuable thing in my home
Is my heart.
My heart is full of love.

What kinds of love can I give?
Simple things I can do.
This is my lists of gift of love.

The gift of love has wrapping arms
To hold you.
The gift of love is kissing you.
The gift of love is making cookies or cake.
The gift of love is helping someone to clean his or her home.
The gift of love is to baby-sit with no cost.
The gift of love is writing a note to them.
The gift of love is to send email.
The gift of love is doing something for someone.
The gift of love can go on and on.

That is the kind of gift you can give every day.
Shouldn't the gift of love be more valuable?

Yes, it is more valuable than anything.
What kind of gift can I give?
LOVE

Written By
Pamela Joachim
December 28, 2004

Quote for Tuesday
Love is a gift you can give every day!

Love Can Grow - poem

Love Can Grow


In order to have good fertile soil

You need to pull out the tempers from seedlings of resentment

You need to pull out the bulbs of doubt

You need to pull out the hate from tender cutting of hurt

Love cannot grow with temper, doubt and hate

Once you pull out all the bad stuffs

You will be able to plant faith, love and hope

But your heart need to be clean of the dirt

So the love can grow

Once love grow

You will bring in fruitful harvests.



Written By

Pammie

January 10, 2006

My Dream Garden - poem

My Dream Garden

My dream garden is wild natural garden
With a bridge and waterfall
The lands will be surround by
Forest trees and wildflowers

My Creator planted those wildflowers
In my dream garden
Full of
Birdfoot Trefoil, Cardinal Flower, Butterfly Weed,
Catnip, Blue Sailors, Common Skullcap,
Day Lily, Deptford Pink, Everlasting Pea,
Flowering Spurge, Forget-Me-Not, Michigan Lily,
Ox-Eye Daisy, Queen Ann's Lace, Spiderwort,
Swamp Rose, Teaberry, Tiger Lily and Trumpet Honeysuckle

I will be sitting on the
Huge rocks near the waterfall
Listening to the rumbling water
Smelling the aroma
Of the water, wildflowers, and trees

My dream garden is my sanctuary
A place for me to be at peace
A place to feel the love from my Creator
A place where I can be free
This dream garden is who I am

Written By
Pamela Joachim
June 15, 2005

Poncho - poem

Poncho
Poncho was my soulmate
He was a gift from my Aunt and Uncle
Who had him
When they lived in New Mexico

Aunt and Uncle came to Wisconsin
For family reunion
They brought two of their dogs along
Poncho was one of them

Poncho and I clicked together
When we first met
Poncho followed me around
As I was alone at the family reunion

Poncho and I played,
Hugged and kissed
I felt him as my soulmate
As my life was changing when
I had to start a new school
With no friend

Aunt and Uncle talked to my parent
About letting me have Poncho
So that I have a friend and
Someone to love me

Oh yeah, that was the
Most wonderful gift
I received so much love from Poncho
As we grew together

Poncho was devoted to me
He was always at the doorstep
Waiting for me
When I came home from school

Poncho knew I was deaf
When someone at the door
He will looked at me
And ran to the door
I knew what he was telling me

When the phone rang
He will looked at me
And ran to the phone
Again I knew what it was about

Poncho and I really understood
Each other so well
He was my best friend
He listened to my sorrow
He gave me kisses when
I shed some tears

Then one day
He was not at the door
As usually
I called out his names
My parent was in the kitchen
And said nothing
They waited until I ask them

That was the day
My heart was broken so bad
And I became unworthily
You see,
My parent gave Poncho away
Because my cousin was allergy to the dog
Mom babysat my cousins
The babysitting only lasted a short time

I felt that my cousin
Was more important than me
I was alone
And didn't have any friends
At the new school
Where I was the only deaf student

For many months
I hid in the closet
And cried for Poncho

For many years
I felt I was unworthily
To anyone

For many years
I felt the pain that
My parent took away
The love of my best friend,
Poncho from me

That was the day
I strived for love
And had fear that love
Will be taking away from me

Written By
Pamela Joachim
February 22, 2006