When you joined your first Toastmasters club, did you get a rush of excitement at the thought of your next meeting? Did imagining your Ice

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When you joined your first Toastmasters club, did you get a rush of excitement at the thought of your next meeting? Did imagining your Ice
I gofor the birdsong,smell of pines,disorderly orderof the forest it ownsmysteries, miracles – trees –some reach a hundred feetto the skysome lay across the trailspawn
My primary volunteer activity at Armand Bayou is serving as an assistant guide on night hikes. These hikes are a great way to enhance the experience of the natural setting; sighted people especially may not be very aware of the smells or sounds of their environment.
“We are all the beneficiaries now of the preservation and conservation work these people did back in the late 19th century.” Those are the words
I look around the room and catalogue the pink items. I sink into my dark pink chair and fall asleep. It’s late afternoon approaching sunset, so the horizon is pink at the edges too.
Pink is real, pink is fake. Ok, so pink equals girl.
Last year, when the coronavirus had just reached our shores and the full scope of
This originally appeared in the June 2021 issue of Toastmaster magazine. There was a time when flowery, dense language was the standard for public speaking—18th-century
You may see them infrequently. You may wonder at their skill or endurance. If you’re the average AT thru-hiker—young and male—you may worry about their