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Wow, interesting, will be watching how that works out. So you have the temp at the temp you bator suggests..and just let them sit for a few days, then transfer some? I'm thinking that a few days with no turning makes sense to me. Even having the temp a little lower than the 99.5 for the air, and lower than the 101 for the still. Like I said, will be waiting for results!I am trying out the meathod of not turning shipped eggs for the first few days to let the air cells regroup. I have been turning the top layer and rotating them around the incubator. Starting tonight they will be split up into another 1588 and I will put a turner in one and hand turn the other. Since I am doing a dry hatch I'd like to try tilting the incubator but I haven't done that before. Does anyone else do that?
my head is spinning with the ammount of posts that are on this thread every day.
This is what I use when hatching
http://homesteadapps.com/app/free/hatchchart/hatchturnscheentry.php
I can type a word per 100 minutes![]()
those hawaii eggs are gorgeous!! great colors, your child did an amazing job![]()
Ok, if you remember the electric typewriter's, you must remember the classes in HS for shorthand. I had a friend that took it, and she was pretty good at it.AHHH, just a couple of days ago I was telling the "kids" at work about how I took Office Machines when I was in HS. There were only 3 electric typewriters in the room, the rest were manuals. They also taught us how to run a punch card system, a mimeograph (with that lovely smelling purple ink), a dictophone, I can't remember what else. That was before the advent of the 10-key calculator, forget about a pocket calculator.
Now I am REALLY old.
Deb
It took me over an hour to catch up... and that's just since lunch.
off to teach my class en Español.
See y'all about 8:30....
I'm translating this story into Spanish tonight... Teaching about Christ's Atonement....
I have a simple story I would like to recount. It is something of a parable. I do not have the name of the author. Perhaps it will have special interest for our children. I hope it will be a reminder for all.
“Years ago there was a little one-room schoolhouse in the mountains of Virginia where the boys were so rough that no teacher had been able to handle them.
“A young, inexperienced teacher applied, and the old director scanned him and asked: ‘Young fellow, do you know that you are asking for an awful beating? Every teacher that we have had here for years has had to take one.’
“‘I will risk it,’ he replied.
“The first day of school came, and the teacher appeared for duty. One big fellow named Tom whispered: ‘I won’t need any help with this one. I can lick him myself.’
“The teacher said, ‘Good morning, boys, we have come to conduct school.’ They yelled and made fun at the top of their voices. ‘Now, I want a good school, but I confess that I do not know how unless you help me. Suppose we have a few rules. You tell me, and I will write them on the blackboard.’
“One fellow yelled, ‘No stealing!’ Another yelled, ‘On time.’ Finally, ten rules appeared on the blackboard.
“‘Now,’ said the teacher, ‘a law is not good unless there is a penalty attached. What shall we do with one who breaks the rules?’
“‘Beat him across the back ten times without his coat on,’ came the response from the class.
“‘That is pretty severe, boys. Are you sure that you are ready to stand by it?’ Another yelled, ‘I second the motion,’ and the teacher said, ‘All right, we will live by them! Class, come to order!’
“In a day or so, ‘Big Tom’ found that his lunch had been stolen. The thief was located—a little hungry fellow, about ten years old. ‘We have found the thief and he must be punished according to your rule—ten stripes across the back. Jim, come up here!’ the teacher said.
“The little fellow, trembling, came up slowly with a big coat fastened up to his neck and pleaded, ‘Teacher, you can lick me as hard as you like, but please, don’t take my coat off!’
“‘Take your coat off,’ the teacher said. ‘You helped make the rules!’
“‘Oh, teacher, don’t make me!’ He began to unbutton, and what did the teacher see? The boy had no shirt on, and revealed a bony little crippled body.
“‘How can I whip this child?’ he thought. ‘But I must, I must do something if I am to keep this school.’ Everything was quiet as death.
“‘How come you aren’t wearing a shirt, Jim?’
“He replied, ‘My father died and my mother is very poor. I have only one shirt and she is washing it today, and I wore my brother’s big coat to keep me warm.’
“The teacher, with rod in hand, hesitated. Just then ‘Big Tom’ jumped to his feet and said, ‘Teacher, if you don’t object, I will take Jim’s licking for him.’
“‘Very well, there is a certain law that One can become a substitute for another. Are you all agreed?’
“Off came Tom’s coat, and after five strokes the rod broke! The teacher bowed his head in his hands and thought, ‘How can I finish this awful task?’ Then he heard the class sobbing, and what did he see? Little Jim had reached up and caught Tom with both arms around his neck. ‘Tom, I’m sorry that I stole your lunch, but I was awful hungry. Tom, I will love you till I die for taking my licking for me! Yes, I will love you forever!’”
To lift a phrase from this simple story, Jesus, my Redeemer, has taken “my licking for me” and yours for you.