Monday, November 7, 2016

Some Powerful Things Come In SMALL Packages...




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To all my current and future #DCSPeeps (DECIDE, COMMIT, SUCCEED), welcome to my new series in my continuing effort to inspire, amuse, and entertain you! Each Monday I will select a new word to analyze how it might apply to our writing lives and also give you a peek into my childhood growing up in the swamps of southern Louisiana. So kick back, put your feet up, and check out my story about TODAY'S WORD:

SMALL

For those of you who might not know, I grew up in a VERY poor family where my mother was challenged every day just to put food on the table. 


I’m not sure how they managed it, but the year I was about 4 years old, my parents actually bought a side of beef to help feed the six of us in our family.


We only had a very SMALL refrigerator, so my parents rented freezer space at the local butcher shop and would travel there once a week to pick up the following week’s meat.


Those trips will be forever etched in my memory. The cries of the animals, the smell of furry bodies in SMALL, cramped pens, and the sight of blood dripping from the carcasses as a few butchers prepared the meat for shipping.


I also remember the job I was there to do every week.


Being the SMALLEST one in the family, my father would lift me high into the air and set me INSIDE the freezer compartment we had rented. Crawling on my hands and knees, I had to make my way into the back of that dark, frosty cave to retrieve the white wrapped packages of meat no one else could reach.


Just when my 4 year old mind thought my frozen fingers would surely fall off, my father would finally retrieve me and lift me back down to the warm floor below.


Another week would go by and there would be another trip made to the butcher so we wouldn’t have to worry about where our next meal was coming from.


But I already knew where it was coming from, because I was the one, quite literally, bring home the bacon…;-}


Some people think SMALL things don’t matter, my #DCSPeeps, but they’re wrong.


A SMALL act of kindness can go a long way to heal a broken spirit.


A SMALL smile given to a stranger might be all that’s needed to give them hope for a better tomorrow.


And one SMALL child might have the power to hold back hunger.


When you are struggling to put your words down and are thinking about maybe throwing in the writing towel, remember to celebrate all the SMALL accomplishments made along the way. It's those SMALL steps made each day that keep you moving in the right direction on this publishing path we’re all on!


I hope you have an AWESOME day today cuz you deserve it!


 


Children's book author, Donna L Martin, has been writing since she was eight years old. She is a 4th Degree Black Belt in TaeKwonDo by day and a 'ninja' writer of children’s picture books, middle grade chapter books and young adult novels by night. Donna is a BOOK NOOK REVIEWS host providing the latest book reviews on all genres of children’s books. She is also a book reviewer for Harper Collins, and a member of the Society of Children's Book Writers & Illustrators. Donna is a lover of dark chocolate, good stories, and an adoptive mom to 20-pound guard kitty in Knoxville, Tennesse

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3 comments:

  1. Thank you for sharing your story and thanks for reminding about small things,it's simple to forget about it.

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    1. Hi Monica and Andrea! I'm glad you enjoyed today's post...;~)

      Thanks for stopping by and come back any time!

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  2. I have to tell you this, or I'll choke on it. Bacon comes from pigs. Or turkey. I guess you can make beef bacon. Never mind. Carry on.

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