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Joanie loved helping Mommy on washday. She helped sort the clothes and towels and bed sheets into piles. Some piles were all white. Some piles were the colored things. Joanie liked the piles of colors best.
Joanie walked down the basement stairs very carefully. Mommy had already reached the bottom. She held out her hand to Joanie. Joanie was good at coming downstairs. She had done it many times before. "No, Mommy," she said. "I do it myself."
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Ask yourself love's question
CAROL FREDERIC HIGGINS
Be what you really are
JANE M. BRUECKNER
Staying in "the only"
JENIFER C. WECHSLER
"Well, we're not getting any younger..."—or are we?
RICHARD J. COOK
A schoolteacher's prayer
JACK L. EYERLY
Did God give us free will?
The importance of being thorough
CAROLYN B. SWAN
Ann F. Searles Cummings
Seven years ago I was involved in something I...
RAYMOND F. MONTALVO
My mother died when I was only seven
VIVIAN A. SHAFER