"Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe; all mimsy were the borogoves, and the mome raths outgrabe. Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!..
"Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there...
"Now, the Star-Belly Sneetches-
Had bellies with stars.
The Plain-Belly Sneetches-Had none upon thars.
Those stars weren’t so big. They were really so small.
You might think such a thing wouldn’t matter at all."
"Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe; all mimsy were the borogoves, and the mome raths outgrabe. Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!..
Hi, I'm Jen. Travel along with me while I fine-tune my voice, sharpen my tools, and engage with fellow travelers on a journey of discovery toward transforming fear into love. Responsibly. Intentionally. Joyfully.