The Interpreted Rock

 By Emma Schultz, Age 12 Guest Blogger There once was a worm named Bob. He finally earned his job! After he ate... he was used as bait! He didn't have time to sob! Editor's Note: You can also read another post about my daughter here: The Pizza Caper: A Nine-Year-Old's Sneaky Adventure!

By Stephen C. Schultz (Caution: This post contains graphic and frank discussion of suicide and the implications it has on others. If you or someone you know is having thoughts of suicide, please contact the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255) The sky was colored with shades of orange, red and pink. There were even some hue’s of purple streaming across the high thin clouds. It was a pleasant 70 degrees and sunset was fast approaching. There was the unmistakable smell of hamburgers on a grille wafting through the air. I turned to my 12 year old daughter and said; “OK Hon…I think it’s time to head across the street” It was Monday evening, the day after Easter. She simply stood up and we walked quietly out the back door. We strode beside the South end of the house and across the lawn. I stepped over a dandelion, being careful not to brush it with my foot, thus launching the innumerable white seeds into the soft breeze that was blowing from the West....

By Stephen C. Schultz The lines in the road were flashing by as if they were strobe lights at a disco. It was dusk and the sun was setting. Shawn Brooks, Executive Director of Oxbow Academy and I were traveling back from a conference in Bend Oregon. The conversation went something like this, with Shawn saying; “Man Schultzy, I thought when Oxbow got full; we’d be able to sit back and enjoy our success!” He continued; “But, as soon as we were full, we needed to split the campus and set up a campus for kids with (ASD) Spectrum Disorders . Now, I think our next expansion of services needs to be children 10-12 years old. You know, we get quite a few calls for this particular age group.” The sun started to dip behind the clouds and settle below the horizon. However, it was comforting to know that it would rise once again the next morning. As I gain more experience in my life (just a gentle way of saying I’m getting older), I’ve come to recognize that life t...