A group of students were asked to list what they though were the present "Seven Wonders of the World". Though there were some disagreements, the following received the most votes:
- Egypt's Great Pyramids
- Taj Mahal
- Grand Canyon
- Panama Canal
- Empire State Building
- St. Peter's Basilica
- China's Great Wall
The teacher said, "Well, tell us what you have, and maybe we can help." The girl hesitated, then read, "I think the 'Seven Wonders of the World' are:
- To See
- To Hear
- To Touch
- To Taste
- To Feel
- To Laugh
- To Love
Author Unknown
When I read it, I admit to being touched by the simplicity of the words with their accompanying photographs. They immediately triggered wonderful memories of specific instances and I could not help but wonder, how many people do take their abilities for granted?
The next in my train of thought brought me to a wonderful warm and fuzzy place as I literally scrolled through a list of my favourite things ....
TO SEE:

TO HEAR:Music - from the gentle Piano Man by Billy Joel to the thundering crescendo of Nessum Durma; the cry of a fish eagle as it swoops down to catch its prey; the roar of a lion at sunrise to announce to the world that it is king; my son's voice saying "oh mummmmeee" (even though I know he wants something); rain, which means I can stop worrying about veld fires; the 'potato potato' of a Harley Davidson; and the growl of a V8 Supercar (a red one always seems to just sound better!!); the jackal calling in the middle of the night
TO TOUCH:
The face of my love; the hand of a friend; the nose of your grandaughter, because it has the cutest tilt; everything in the whites section of a department store (because it is just one of those things that we women DO); the shoulder of someone having a bad hair day; flowers in bloom; the perfect grout mixture; falling snow for the first time in my life; new buds on the trees that announces the imminent arrival of spring; different kinds of tiles and textures while planning a new mosaic and the very icy cold nose of Jesse (our 8-month old Weimeraner) at 4am in the morning as she considers it a suitable wake-up call to stick her nose in my earTO TASTE:
First coffee in the morning; Blue Cheese and whole figs; Breakfast (any time of day), mangoes; Vera Giovitto's Italian bread dipped in Olive Oil; Marion's Nasi Goreng and peanut sauce (not eaten together); Turducken at Christmas (and the whole week after); seafood; Anne Lynch's fruit cake; cheese and chutney sarmies; flapjacks with homemade strawberry jam; gammon and apple jelly; Moira MacMurray's homemade Plum jam (absolutely best on toast); any food cooked on an open fire; Luiza Glennin's curry.(Ummm let's be honest here - I DO like tasting lots of goodies and it shows*lol*)TO FEEL:
Cold and shivery after a shower and climbing into a toasty bed in winter; cool water on bare skin while skinny dipping in summer; anxious and scared while watching a horror or disaster movie; annoyed with the people on my favourite soapies cause they are sooooo stupid; the surface of a newly cleaned and polished mosaic, straight after it has been grouted; Ian's hand on my hair as he walks past; driving an imported V8 TransAm up the hill from Nelspruit to White River and the surge of power when you put your foot downTO LAUGH:
At the antics of the worst-dressed presenters on Top Gear; at Riley, our "daddy" chihuahua who carries a hoof almost the size of his head around as if he has won first prize; at Ian being goofy (he of course denies this); at mostly myself and the oddest situations I get myself into; at my friend who did not obey the instructions of the Epi-Lady when it clearly stated that it is not to be used on a bikini line; at life, love and the universe .....
TO LOVE:
My son and his family, Ian and his family, friends - old ones and new ones who bring amazing joy into our lives; our dogs and cats, with all their quirks and foibles; the sight of the moon coming up over the power lines; saying "Good Morning" to Ian when he looks like the wild man of Borneo with hair standing in 30 different directions; life on the farm; driving down the highway with the Chris Rea CD turned up full blast and having a concert of one slightly older (and greyer), sometime out of tune, back-up singer
If for whatever reason I forget these beautiful and wonderful snippets, or when old age caused memories to fade to such an extent that I am no longer able to experience or recall the startling clarity of these events - perhaps you would be so kind as to read them to me ....... better still, share some of your own ..... we could remind each other.

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