“Yes,” she replied.  ” I eat garlic”

In light of the present health care situation, millions, yes, literally millions of people are without health insurance or sufficient financial resource to take care of their medical emergencies. Some of these millions await the passing of national health care by President Obama and his team, while others take the bull by the horns and seek out natural medicine for prevention or cure.

 As the world turns natural,  more books on the topic of natural medicine are brought to the attention of natural medicine seekers. One such book is Natural Remedies Encyclopedia by Authors Vance Ferrel and Harold M. Cherne MD. Its 908 pages contain over 11,000 simple, practical easy to use home remedies for more than 730 diseases and 234 helpful illustrations, 174 of them in full color.

 Natural Remedies Encyclopedia is America’s  master book of home remedies. It  helps its readers become more in tune with the laws of nature in dealing with all kinds of problems, from sexual ones to a simple headache!

Natural Remedies Encyclopedia is even more potent when it comes with the free gift Stop Whining, Start Praising – for body, mind and spirit.

 The human body was made to last for over 70 years with all it parts functioning potently.

The auditorium was unusually noisy not so much from the dozens of students who were milling around saying much about nothing, but form the torrents of raindrops that were battering the roof above. That afternoon, after school activities were limited as disappointed students were marooned by the rain outside and the puddles of water that it formed on the lawn. 

Nonetheless, it seemed as though everyone was listening out for their ride, except a high school student named Melinda – me. Somehow, I been taken to the Land of Lala, or so I believe, and I had absolutely no idea that my bus had arrived until someone yelled – “Master Key!”  That was the name of my ride.

Upon hearing the familiar shout, I dashed outside, not taking into account the condition of the lawn that was understandingly saturated, and I completely ignoring a shallow hole, by a pipe on the lawn, that had accumulated a substantial amount of muddy water.

Splash! I sprang up from watery demise, looked around and was greeted by eye – countless eyes.

The bus and all its occupants – and it had gathered quite a few from the town a mile or two back – were looking out of the windows anxiously and impatiently waiting for students who,  like me, had still not been aware of its arrival.

I could hear their gasps piercing my ego. Some of them shouted, “Get up and come on!”

Frustrated, disappointed and annoyed, I cried, sobbing literally tears  “No! Leave me. I don’t want to go anywhere”

“Come on, honey,” the driver appealed. I knew he was a nice man. All the

students loved him and his crew.

Someone came from nowhere to help wash me off — right in the middle of the school yard!  How embarrassing! How much worse would it get? I was just about to find out.

As I entered the bus, everyone wanted to get a closer look. You know, like when there is a traffic accident and an onlooker delay. Well, you got the picture. And that continued for nine miles as the bus stopped and picked up new passengers along the way.

I could hear their eyes saying  ‘Uh, what’s up with that one?”

Needless to say, I couldn’t be happier to get to the warmth and comfort of home that day.

Nonetheless, it seemed as though everyone was listening out for their ride, except a high school student named Melinda – me. Somehow, I been taken to the Land of Lala, or so I believe, and I had absolutely no idea that my bus had arrived until someone yelled – “Master Key!”  That was the name of my ride.

Upon hearing the familiar shout, I dashed outside, not taking into account the condition of the lawn that was understandingly saturated, and I completely ignoring a shallow hole, by a pipe on the lawn, that had accumulated a substantial amount of muddy water.

Splash! I sprang up from watery demise, looked around and was greeted by eye – countless eyes.

The bus and all its occupants – and it had gathered quite a few from the town a mile or two back – were looking out of the windows anxiously and impatiently waiting for students who,  like me, had still not been aware of its arrival.

I could hear their gasps piercing my ego. Some of them shouted “Get up and come on!”

Frustrated, disappointed and annoyed, I cried, sobbing literal tears “No! Leave me. I don’t want to go anywhere”

“Come on, honey,” the driver appealed. I knew he was a nice man. All the

students loved him and his crew.

Someone came from nowhere to help wash me off — right in the middle of the school yard!  How embarrassing! How much worse would it get? I was just about to find out.

As I entered the bus, everyone wanted to get a closer look. You know, like when there is a traffic accident and an onlooker delay. Well, you got the picture. And that continued for nine miles as the bus stopped and picked up new passengers along the way.

I could hear their eyes saying ‘Uh, what’s up with that one?”

Needless to say, I couldn’t be happier to get to the warmth and comfort of home that day.

Author:  Melinda Ferrari

Book:  Stop Whining, Start Praising

Website: http://www.myzeez.com

Precious quote:  “You miss 100% of the shots you don’t take.” Wayne   Gretsky.  This quote was sent to me by Dr. Andrew Harvey, author of “Call to Lead: How Ordinary People Become Extraordinary Leaders”

Favorite word: Thanks