“Hey Fillipo, stay off the streets, otherwise you will be robbed and murdered. Are you crazy – you want to die?”
The very first blog that I ever published on my newly established site was, “The Person you want to be” and that was January 26 2017. I never knew anything about blogging and blog sites, but I had an dream to write and publish my own material. I made a commitment to publish an article each week and now, on January 13 2018, I have been able to publish in one year, 109 posts over two sites (In May 2017, I set up a second site, to publish my spiritual teachings).
Hello to All You Wonderful People
It’s me, Theodore Dingelberry, blogging you all the way from Dubai!
I am so excited, I’m celebrating my very first Christmas and I never expected it to be soooo grand.
It all started with me seeing my very first Christmas tree and how beautiful was that. The twinkling lights and a very big dazzling bright star right on the top of the tree. I saw so many colorfully wrapped presents under the tree and just wondered if one of those was for me.
Then I saw children playing below the tree they were shrieking and laughing and throwing some white stuff at one another. The older one’s were making what looked like statues. Gilles explained to me that, that was stuff that they pretended was snow and in Dubai it was far too hot to ever snow, so people made pretend snow (Gilles is so clever, he knows about a lot of interesting things and he is always happy to explain, when I don’t understand). He also told me that the children were making snowmen.
Antoinina then asked me if I would like to go down and meet with Father Christmas. I said I was a little afraid, but when she told me that Father Christmas was waiting to give me my present and that she would always be very close to me, I was happy to go.
Antoinina held me in her arms and together with Gilles took me to meet Father Christmas. He was a big man with a long white beard and a very deep voice and there were lots of children standing around him. I was afraid and held tightly onto Antoinina. When we came close, the children wanted to hold me, Father Christmas was very gentle and asked if the children could hold me as they wanted their mummies and daddies to take a photograph of them holding me.
Then, the big moment came. I sat on Father Christmas’s lap and he gave me my present. Gilles suggested we take the present up to our apartment and put it at the foot of the little Christmas tree that Antoinina had brought.
I was so excited and whilst Antoinina and Gilles had some snacks, I sat on the veranda and looked at all the very pretty lights outside.
I was so thrilled about my present and wondered if I would be able to sleep, before opening my present next morning.
I asked Antoinina if I could put my blankie and pillow next to the little Christmas tree so I could be near my present. She said that the twinkling lights might keep me awake, but I was too excited to sleep. She mad me promise that I would not open my present before her and Gilles got up in the morning.
It took so long to get to morning, but a last Antoinette and Gilles came through and I was allowed to open my present.
It was my first Christmas present and it made me so happy. My present was a camel – Tabilah is her name. Because Tabilah is a furry like me, we can talk to each other as well. Tabilah is my very first furry friend. Antoinina showed me how climb up on Tabilah and how to ride her. Isn’t she beautiful?
I love Christmas, don’t you…….
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Hello to all you wonderful people out there in the big wide world.
My name is Theodore Dingelberry and I am a travelling companion to my very close friend Antoinette.
Can you believe it? Here I am on my little red rubber dingy (especially made for me – I might just add) in a swimming pool at a very, ritzy hotel on the sea front – where? Wait for it – on holiday in Dubai, Yaaay!!!
I flew all the way over from Africa in this beautiful big silver jet. I sat with Antoinette in the cabin (no being stuffed away in suitcases with other little creatures that were travelling with us).
It was a very long flight, but it did go rather quickly. This was because Antoinette kept me on her lap most of the time. The stewards on the airplane were so caring, checking to see if I was comfortable and did I want anything to eat or drink?
Well, of course I am a little furry Elf and I never do eat or drink, at least food and drink that humans can see. Only I can see what I eat and drink, because I have special eyes. I have lots to eat and drink tucked in my little suitcase that I brought along.
The stewards checked to see if I wanted a pillow or blankie, but of course their stuff was far too big for a little person like me. Anyway Antoinette explained to them that I always travel with my own pillow and blankie
Humans, I have found, are so kind and loving and particularly here on the plane; they make such a fuss over me, asking questions about where I come from and where am I going to. The children especially; they want to hold and hug me. Some get so excited when they are able to hug me that they nearly squash the breath out of me.
Antoinette is so good about that sort of thing and she watches over me, explaining to the children not to hold me too tight.
Back in Africa, I live in a lovely home with Antoinette, Gillmor, her Fiancé and four beautiful young ladies, their daughters. Then there are Dizzy and Bizzy, the Jack Russell’s’, Slinky, the cat and finally the fishies!
I miss them all, because our home is so full of fun and laughter, but then, I do have Antoinette and Gillmor all to myself; that’s when I’m not being fussed over by other humans as I travel.
Antoinette takes me with her wherever we go and I don’t spend time, all on my own in the hotel room. I know that might sound a little selfish on my part, but I love her so much and for me it’s very special to be in her company. When she does go out on her own or with Gillmor, I am also happy, because they need to spend time together.
Gillmor is a very successful business man who works in Dubai. Antoinette and I are just visiting and very happy to be with him. It’s good for him too, because he is a very long way from the family that he loves and misses. I’m very pleased that I don’t have to be apart from Antoinette like Gillmore is; I’m always with her, sleeping on her pillow at night, sitting atop her computer at the university where she works during the day; then homeward bound to my sisters, dogs, # one cat and fishies, all the while, sitting on the dashboard of Antoinette’s car, watching her drive.
I am going to tell you more as we holiday together in this special place, don’t forget to tune in on Saturday December 30 2017, as I show you pictures of our visits to the malls, museum and many other interesting places in Dubai.
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An Interview with Michelle Leske – Tour Coordinator
“Michelle Leske, thank you for the opportunity of being able to interview you.
I thoroughly enjoyed my tour of your website; it was filled with loads of facts and thankfully no waffle. With beautiful media, and full descriptions of what one could expect from the tour, I felt like I wanted to make an immediate booking.
Dr. Gary Chapman
Book Review of a New York Times Best Seller.
What is Love?
In his book ‘The Road Less Traveled”, M.Scott Peck differentiates between ‘love’ and being ‘in love’:
“I define love thus: The will to extend one’s self for the purpose of nurturing one’s own or another’s spiritual growth. Love is an act of the will – namely, both an intention and an action”. “Of all the misconceptions about love the most powerful and pervasive is believing that ‘falling in love’ is love or at least one of the manifestations of love”. “We fall in love when we are conscientiously or unconsciously sexually motivated”.
I can to this day, some sixty eight years later, recall the first time I kissed a little girl. Although not one hundred per cent clearly, I still remember her face and her somewhat full rosebud lips. More than this I recall that she took my hand, held it fast, turned and kissed me on full on the lips, whilst I stood in a tremor of fright and absolute delight. We were two eight-year-olds.