Well this has been a busy week and I have been learning patients!
I have been getting ready to get chickens and I'm seeing how bossy and inpatient I was, demanding and pressuring my dad to make all these calls to chicken feed stores and calls to get the chickens and how to get a pick-up full of wood shavings!
And you have got to admit that that is a lot to ask in one day, oh and I forgot doing days of repairs on the chicken coop!
Well I have been learning to be patient, because if you think about it God waits for us all the time. He waits for us to stand up and do his will instead of just doodling around on are own behalf. God is teaching me to wait, like he does!
Posted By Marshall Founder of MKK Farms
Friday, June 29, 2012
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Camping trip fail!
WOW WHAT A CAMPING TRIP!!
On Friday we went out to Cultus Lake. Friday was good it only had a few minutes of trickling! Saturday was a different story, It started of by trickling then it started showering, then it started pouring, then raining cats and dog! It flooded are tent and soaked everything. We left Cultus Lake that night (a day early) and we were all drenched!
Posted by Marshall
On Friday we went out to Cultus Lake. Friday was good it only had a few minutes of trickling! Saturday was a different story, It started of by trickling then it started showering, then it started pouring, then raining cats and dog! It flooded are tent and soaked everything. We left Cultus Lake that night (a day early) and we were all drenched!
Posted by Marshall
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Hello all,
God has been teaching me to trust in him more and look to him for guidance, for example my chicken coop fell down and we had to jack it up and it could have fell down on me and through that and other things God has been teaching me to always look to him!
Going for a camp out tomorrow!
Posted by Marshall
God has been teaching me to trust in him more and look to him for guidance, for example my chicken coop fell down and we had to jack it up and it could have fell down on me and through that and other things God has been teaching me to always look to him!
Going for a camp out tomorrow!
Posted by Marshall
Friday, June 8, 2012
Monday, June 4, 2012
This is a little story that I'm writing as I go along so don't expect it to be much good!
Sorry about the text changing it was a little mistake!
This is a Story that takes place in Paris 1880 about a little French cook his name was Nicolas Leroy. He owned a little café on Jean-Paul street.
One day Nicolas was making Coffee and pastry for himself after his shop was closed. Then there was a knock on the door, Nicolas got up thinking that it was strange for a person to knock on the door at this time of day, he opened the door, and found a masked man standing at his door. Before Nicolas could say Hello the man jumped in his house and kick the door closed behind him."Who are you?" said the masked man. "A Little French cook, can't you see." Said Nicolas with his Apron still on."Don't make fun of me." Said the man angrily as he pulled out a short curved sword. "What are you here for with a sword?" asked Nicolas "I'm here to have breakfast, what do you think I'm here for, I'm here to steal your money. give all your money to me now!" Said the man swiftly "OK the money is right here on the table if you can get it" Said Nicolas grabbing a frying-pan and a meat hammer. "So you want to play tough do you." Said the man in the mask as he took a throwing knife off his belt.The man spun around quickly and threw the knife but when he looked at the place were he last saw Nicolas there was no one there. He looked around for two seconds and found that Nicolas had jumped behind his rocking chair. The man went closer as Nicolas stood up the man swung at Nicolas' head but Nicolas ducked and went behind the table, the man pushed the table towards the wall and caught Nicolas in between he took a swing at Nicolas, Nicolas was trapped but he quickly put the frying-pan over his head and blocked the sword, then he threw back the table and went under it and came to the other side. The man went closer to the table to get the money, but suddenly he felt something hard hit his foot, he looked down to Nicolas smiling with his meat hammer. He took another swing at Nicolas' head but Nicolas was small enough to go threw the mans legs turn around and hit the masked man on the head with first the frying-pan (which made the man angry as could be) and then hit him hard in the head with the meat hammer, the man fell unconscious.Then Nicolas ran out the door and called to the nearest Policeman on the street, the Policeman came into the house and took the unconscious man in a mask.The next day a police man come over to the café and told Nicolas that the man that tried to rob him was a criminal that had done this on two other occasions."Be expecting another one to come today, but don't be scared we are going to put to just around the corner on Jacques street and two more behind the Antique store across from your shop." Said the Police man "OK." Said Nicolas. But Nicolas had a plan. He started Baking, he baked as if he had Napoleon on his door step. That night Nicolas heard a knock on the door just like last night, he got up to answer it but it was not a man in a mask it was a short but fat man, he also had a rifle on his back and a dagger in a sheath on his belt."Hello" Said Nicolas "Would you like some Pastry?" "No I'm not here for food, I'm here to..." The fat man was cut short "smell this pastry, the best in Paris" Said Nicolas the fat man that was sent to rob Nicolas couldn't turn down this offer, he started eating. The fat man eight for an hour saying things like "This is delicious" or "reminds me of my grandma's bakery".Then Nicolas asked "some wine?" "oh yes" said the fat man with a cake still in his mouth. So Nicolas went to the pantry and got wine and poured it into a pint.After two hours Nicolas Said "I'm a afraid it is getting late and I have to get to bed I have to ask you to leave now, but take this bottle of Beer on your way out, thank you for coming." "yes, yes of course." said the fat and totally drunk man as he walked out the door hitting the door frame once as he went."Well that is taken care of" Said Nicolas as he went to bed.No one tried to rob him again.In the morning a Policeman came to the shop and told Nicolas, "It was reported to me that there was a man laughing and talking to himself, he was fat man and he was said to have gone into your shop and come out after two hours. He was so drunk we should have thought that he had come out of the Bar to doors down."
The next day he was walking along Jean-Paul street to get some milk when he saw a big store for sale for a cheap price. he thought about it and that day he put his little café up for sale. But the next day Nicolas came down with a fever so his son Louis had to take his place at the shop when a tall English man came in and asked about selling the shop the English man and Louis talked and a day later Louis sold the little café.A week later Nicolas was feeling better and he went an bought the big shop on Jean-Paul street and he made much more than before at his big café and restaurant. But sadly a month later Louis died with sickness, Nicolas and his wife were heartbroken but Nicolas kept up with his café and restaurant and he was known especially for his pastry's and cakes.
By Marshall K K
Sorry about the text changing it was a little mistake!
The Little French cook
This is a Story that takes place in Paris 1880 about a little French cook his name was Nicolas Leroy. He owned a little café on Jean-Paul street.
One day Nicolas was making Coffee and pastry for himself after his shop was closed. Then there was a knock on the door, Nicolas got up thinking that it was strange for a person to knock on the door at this time of day, he opened the door, and found a masked man standing at his door. Before Nicolas could say Hello the man jumped in his house and kick the door closed behind him."Who are you?" said the masked man. "A Little French cook, can't you see." Said Nicolas with his Apron still on."Don't make fun of me." Said the man angrily as he pulled out a short curved sword. "What are you here for with a sword?" asked Nicolas "I'm here to have breakfast, what do you think I'm here for, I'm here to steal your money. give all your money to me now!" Said the man swiftly "OK the money is right here on the table if you can get it" Said Nicolas grabbing a frying-pan and a meat hammer. "So you want to play tough do you." Said the man in the mask as he took a throwing knife off his belt.The man spun around quickly and threw the knife but when he looked at the place were he last saw Nicolas there was no one there. He looked around for two seconds and found that Nicolas had jumped behind his rocking chair. The man went closer as Nicolas stood up the man swung at Nicolas' head but Nicolas ducked and went behind the table, the man pushed the table towards the wall and caught Nicolas in between he took a swing at Nicolas, Nicolas was trapped but he quickly put the frying-pan over his head and blocked the sword, then he threw back the table and went under it and came to the other side. The man went closer to the table to get the money, but suddenly he felt something hard hit his foot, he looked down to Nicolas smiling with his meat hammer. He took another swing at Nicolas' head but Nicolas was small enough to go threw the mans legs turn around and hit the masked man on the head with first the frying-pan (which made the man angry as could be) and then hit him hard in the head with the meat hammer, the man fell unconscious.Then Nicolas ran out the door and called to the nearest Policeman on the street, the Policeman came into the house and took the unconscious man in a mask.The next day a police man come over to the café and told Nicolas that the man that tried to rob him was a criminal that had done this on two other occasions."Be expecting another one to come today, but don't be scared we are going to put to just around the corner on Jacques street and two more behind the Antique store across from your shop." Said the Police man "OK." Said Nicolas. But Nicolas had a plan. He started Baking, he baked as if he had Napoleon on his door step. That night Nicolas heard a knock on the door just like last night, he got up to answer it but it was not a man in a mask it was a short but fat man, he also had a rifle on his back and a dagger in a sheath on his belt."Hello" Said Nicolas "Would you like some Pastry?" "No I'm not here for food, I'm here to..." The fat man was cut short "smell this pastry, the best in Paris" Said Nicolas the fat man that was sent to rob Nicolas couldn't turn down this offer, he started eating. The fat man eight for an hour saying things like "This is delicious" or "reminds me of my grandma's bakery".Then Nicolas asked "some wine?" "oh yes" said the fat man with a cake still in his mouth. So Nicolas went to the pantry and got wine and poured it into a pint.After two hours Nicolas Said "I'm a afraid it is getting late and I have to get to bed I have to ask you to leave now, but take this bottle of Beer on your way out, thank you for coming." "yes, yes of course." said the fat and totally drunk man as he walked out the door hitting the door frame once as he went."Well that is taken care of" Said Nicolas as he went to bed.No one tried to rob him again.In the morning a Policeman came to the shop and told Nicolas, "It was reported to me that there was a man laughing and talking to himself, he was fat man and he was said to have gone into your shop and come out after two hours. He was so drunk we should have thought that he had come out of the Bar to doors down."
The next day he was walking along Jean-Paul street to get some milk when he saw a big store for sale for a cheap price. he thought about it and that day he put his little café up for sale. But the next day Nicolas came down with a fever so his son Louis had to take his place at the shop when a tall English man came in and asked about selling the shop the English man and Louis talked and a day later Louis sold the little café.A week later Nicolas was feeling better and he went an bought the big shop on Jean-Paul street and he made much more than before at his big café and restaurant. But sadly a month later Louis died with sickness, Nicolas and his wife were heartbroken but Nicolas kept up with his café and restaurant and he was known especially for his pastry's and cakes.
By Marshall K K
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