tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739898339781099194.post1557794586506354830..comments2023-06-30T17:30:06.966+10:00Comments on Wangling Life: Jiminy CricketJesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03532362862910847668noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5739898339781099194.post-34966421279217751282012-12-14T15:32:54.224+11:002012-12-14T15:32:54.224+11:00I enjoy your writing :)
I know what you mean abo...I enjoy your writing :) <br /><br />I know what you mean about the different tongues; I think you describe them very well. For me it's like the Wizard of Oz who hides behind the curtain, pulling the various levers.. The tongue makes the sounds that are heard by those out front but I know the thoughts originate in the recesses of my heart. When I try to school my tongue I find that what I really need to do is change my heart. I sometimes want to act nice, but the only thing that works at all is for me to actually be nice :) <br /><br />I've never thought of my tongue as silver. (More, I'm sorry to say, like a busy, noisy little motor that often gets annoyingly stuck into the same grooves, and sometimes makes those high-pitched, unpleasant whines that old motors occasionally do. Oh dear!) <br /><br />But your silver tongue sounds wonderful! :) <br /><br />Sandy M.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09463236853839331077noreply@blogger.com