Comments for Quintessentially Quilly

Comment on A Reading Tale by Quilly

Quilly — Thu, 11 Apr 2013 17:36:48 +0000

I had a whole houseful of older brothers and sisters, and I was read to a lot as a kid. My family is a family of readers. I was born with a love of words.

Comment on A Reading Tale by Quilly

Quilly — Thu, 11 Apr 2013 17:33:08 +0000

My 1st grade teacher was upset because Gram taught me to write in cursive over Christmas break. She said it would fill up my brain too soon. Gram told her what she thought of that idea! Makes one wonder how some teachers ever got a license!

Comment on A Reading Tale by Barbara H.

Barbara H. — Thu, 11 Apr 2013 17:10:07 +0000

My love of reading began with 1st grade, as far as I know. I don’t remember if my mom read to me before that – she may have. I loved it from the beginning.

Comment on A Reading Tale by bethzimmerman

bethzimmerman — Thu, 11 Apr 2013 02:34:37 +0000

I picked up reading, by being read TO, at 3 or 4 so I was reading really well by the time I entered Kindergarten. Years later my mom told me that the teacher scolded my parents for teaching me to read (apparently that was HER territory)! She also suggested I needed counseling because I liked black crayons. Shoot … she may have been right about that one … I still like the color black!

Comment on A Reading Tale by Quilly

Quilly — Wed, 10 Apr 2013 16:56:49 +0000

My gram was the one who took me to the library, we didn’t walk though because the library was 5 miles away. When I was 6 I did walk there by myself. I had finished my books and Gram said she wasn’t going to the library for several days, so I grabbed my books and toddled off. I made it safely to the library, turned my books in and climbed into my favorite window seat with another stack to peruse. I fell asleep.

Luckily the librarian was my Sunday School teacher. She called Gram, who was searching frantically for me, but looking a lot closer to home. Rather than punishing me, Gram asked the library to raise the limit of books I could check out at a time, and directed me to chapter books, so reading them would take a little more time.

Comment on The Reluctant Assassin by Mocha with Linda

Mocha with Linda — Wed, 10 Apr 2013 13:22:31 +0000

QUILLY!! How are you?! Glad to see your toe back in the blog waters!

Comment on The Reluctant Assassin by Quilly

Quilly — Tue, 09 Apr 2013 05:53:19 +0000

Beth, all of Eoin Colfer’s books have been a pleasure to read. They are full of fantastic adventures which appeal to kids, and enough nuances that adults can enjoy them as well.

Comment on The Reluctant Assassin by bethzimmerman

bethzimmerman — Tue, 09 Apr 2013 03:44:11 +0000

Sounds wonderful! =) Some times I really enjoy relaxing back into a piece of really good teen fiction.

Comment on Consistency = Friends For Over 35 Years by Quilly

Quilly — Tue, 26 Jun 2012 03:16:08 +0000

Hmm. Imagine that. It should look familiar, too!

Comment on Consistency = Friends For Over 35 Years by Mary

Mary — Tue, 26 Jun 2012 00:26:49 +0000

Hey! This sounds kinda familiar!

Comment on Consistency = Friends For Over 35 Years by Quilly

Quilly — Mon, 25 Jun 2012 16:59:01 +0000

Linda — I totally agree.

Comment on Consistency = Friends For Over 35 Years by Mocha with Linda

Mocha with Linda — Mon, 25 Jun 2012 13:48:21 +0000

I love this! Long-time friends are the best!

Comment on Make Mine Mocha by Quilly

Quilly — Mon, 18 Jun 2012 20:42:37 +0000

Winifred, mostly I love the people who come into the coffee shop. Mostly.

Comment on Make Mine Mocha by Winifred

Winifred — Mon, 18 Jun 2012 20:36:53 +0000

Aren’t some people daft! Your first reaction was so funny, but you are right, probably not the most tactful.

How lovely working in a coffee shop, well apart from the nutters of course. Nothing I like better than having a lovely coffee & a natter with friends. Shame you’re so far away or I’d drop in for a latte.

Comment on Make Mine Mocha by Quilly

Quilly — Fri, 15 Jun 2012 21:12:40 +0000

Barbara — I feared his reaction to my first thought might have gotten me throttled. That fear is what reminded me to practice charity and kindness.