
- Weight & Health
Dear Mrs. Figgins:
We’re 14 years old and we live in Louisiana. My brother and I are twins. We’re not overweight but my father and mother are. We could be next.
They don’t exercise. My dad has breathing problems, and my mom was just told she could develop diabetes someday. There’s always a lot of junk food around the house
Our parents know they have to change their lifestyle. As a New Year’s resolution, they promise to start walking a little each day and eat better.
One of my teachers told me about a chart that has to do with weight and height. Do you know what that is?
We love my parents very much and want to help them.
Alyssa and Caleb
Dear Alyssa and Caleb:
I applaud you for caring about your parent’s health and wanting to help them. Depending on how overweight your parents are, walking each day and a change in eating habits may be the beginning of a major life change for them. Encourage them to stick with it.
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Start with small steps.
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Ask your parents to talk with your doctor first. Your doctor can help you with healthy changes in your diet.
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Learn about foods. Knowledge is power, and the right knowledge can lead you to a healthier body!
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Set meal schedules. When you eat in a hurry and at odd times of day, you probably eat foods that are unhealthy, such as fast foods.
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Get unhealthy food out of your house. Replace junk foods with an apple, an orange, a banana, or other fresh fruits, and fresh vegetables such as raw carrots, celery, radishes, and so on. Snack on these.
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Carry through with your plan for healthy eating; otherwise your effort will be lost.
You and your brother should follow healthy eating and physical activity habits to help prevent weight gain and keep you healthy over the years, even if you do not need to lose weight.
Health experts agree that you may gain health benefits from even a small weight loss if:
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You are considered obese based on your body mass index (BMI) (see BMI chart below).
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You are considered overweight based on your BMI and have weight-related health problems or a family history of such problems.
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You have a waist that measures more than 40 inches if you are a man or more than 35 inches if you are a woman.
A weight loss of 5 to 7 percent of body weight may improve your health and quality of life, and it may prevent weight-related health problems, like type 2 diabetes. For a person who weighs 200 pounds, this means losing 10 to 14 pounds.
Body Mass Index (BMI):
BMI is a tool that is often used to determine whether a person’s health is at risk due to his or her weight. It is a ratio of your weight to your height.
A BMI of 18.5 to 24.9 is considered healthy, a BMI of 25 to 29.9 is considered overweight, and a BMI of 30 or more is considered obese. You can find your BMI using the chart below, and you can also see the weight range that is healthy for your height.
| BMI |
19 |
20 |
21 |
22 |
23 |
24 |
25 |
26 |
27 |
28 |
29 |
30 |
31 |
32 |
33 |
34 |
35 |
36 |
37 |
38 |
39 |
40 |
Weight
(Pounds) |
| Height (Inches) |
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|
|
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|
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| 58 |
91 |
96 |
100 |
105 |
110 |
115 |
119 |
124 |
129 |
134 |
138 |
143 |
148 |
153 |
158 |
162 |
167 |
172 |
177 |
181 |
186 |
191 |
| 59 |
94 |
99 |
104 |
109 |
114 |
119 |
124 |
128 |
133 |
138 |
143 |
148 |
153 |
158 |
163 |
168 |
173 |
178 |
183 |
188 |
193 |
198 |
| 60 |
97 |
102 |
107 |
112 |
118 |
123 |
128 |
133 |
138 |
143 |
148 |
153 |
158 |
163 |
168 |
174 |
179 |
184 |
189 |
194 |
199 |
204 |
| 61 |
100 |
106 |
111 |
116 |
122 |
127 |
132 |
137 |
143 |
148 |
153 |
158 |
164 |
169 |
174 |
180 |
185 |
190 |
195 |
201 |
206 |
211 |
| 62 |
104 |
109 |
115 |
120 |
126 |
131 |
136 |
142 |
147 |
153 |
158 |
164 |
169 |
175 |
180 |
186 |
191 |
196 |
202 |
207 |
213 |
218 |
| 63 |
107 |
113 |
118 |
124 |
130 |
135 |
141 |
146 |
152 |
158 |
163 |
169 |
175 |
180 |
186 |
191 |
197 |
203 |
208 |
214 |
220 |
225 |
| 64 |
110 |
116 |
122 |
128 |
134 |
140 |
145 |
151 |
157 |
163 |
169 |
174 |
180 |
186 |
192 |
197 |
204 |
209 |
215 |
221 |
227 |
232 |
| 65 |
114 |
120 |
126 |
132 |
138 |
144 |
150 |
156 |
162 |
168 |
174 |
180 |
186 |
192 |
198 |
204 |
210 |
216 |
222 |
228 |
234 |
240 |
| 66 |
118 |
124 |
130 |
136 |
142 |
148 |
155 |
161 |
167 |
173 |
179 |
186 |
192 |
198 |
204 |
210 |
216 |
223 |
229 |
235 |
241 |
247 |
| 67 |
121 |
127 |
134 |
140 |
146 |
153 |
159 |
166 |
172 |
178 |
185 |
191 |
198 |
204 |
211 |
217 |
223 |
230 |
236 |
242 |
249 |
255 |
| 68 |
125 |
131 |
138 |
144 |
151 |
158 |
164 |
171 |
177 |
184 |
190 |
197 |
204 |
210 |
216 |
223 |
230 |
236 |
243 |
249 |
256 |
262 |
| 69 |
128 |
135 |
142 |
149 |
155 |
162 |
169 |
176 |
182 |
189 |
196 |
203 |
210 |
216 |
223 |
230 |
236 |
243 |
250 |
257 |
263 |
270 |
| 70 |
132 |
139 |
146 |
153 |
160 |
167 |
174 |
181 |
188 |
195 |
202 |
209 |
216 |
222 |
229 |
236 |
243 |
250 |
257 |
264 |
271 |
278 |
| 71 |
136 |
143 |
150 |
157 |
165 |
172 |
179 |
186 |
193 |
200 |
208 |
215 |
222 |
229 |
236 |
243 |
250 |
257 |
265 |
272 |
279 |
286 |
| 72 |
140 |
147 |
154 |
162 |
169 |
177 |
184 |
191 |
199 |
206 |
213 |
221 |
228 |
235 |
242 |
250 |
258 |
265 |
272 |
279 |
287 |
294 |
| 73 |
144 |
151 |
159 |
166 |
174 |
182 |
189 |
197 |
204 |
212 |
219 |
227 |
235 |
242 |
250 |
257 |
265 |
272 |
280 |
288 |
295 |
302 |
| 74 |
148 |
155 |
163 |
171 |
179 |
186 |
194 |
202 |
210 |
218 |
225 |
233 |
241 |
249 |
256 |
264 |
272 |
280 |
287 |
295 |
303 |
311 |
| 75 |
152 |
160 |
168 |
176 |
184 |
192 |
200 |
208 |
216 |
224 |
232 |
240 |
248 |
256 |
264 |
272 |
279 |
287 |
295 |
303 |
311 |
319 |
| 76 |
156 |
164 |
172 |
180 |
189 |
197 |
205 |
213 |
221 |
230 |
238 |
246 |
254 |
263 |
271 |
279 |
287 |
295 |
304 |
312 |
320 |
328 |
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Source: Clinical Guidelines on the Identification, Evaluation, and Treatment of Overweight and Obesity in Adults, National Institutes of Health, National Heart, Lung, and Blood Institute.
May this coming year bring health and happiness to your family.
Mrs. Figgins
Children Issues, How To, Love, advice
December 30, 2009

- UNWANTED.
Dear Mrs. Figgins:
My boyfriend invited me to dinner to meet his parents.
During the course of the evening, his father drank quite a bit. There were a few minutes when we were ourselves in the kitchen. He tried to kiss me. I was shocked, and it has stressed me out considerably since that time.
I told my mother about the incident and she advises me to tell my boyfriend immediately.
Do you think I should?
Kathy M.
Dear Kathy:
Your mother is absolutely correct. I also recommend that you do tell your boyfriend “immediately”. He needs to have a talk with his family.
How he handles this will tell you a great deal on what you’re getting yourself into with him and the entire family.
Pay close attention.
Mrs. Figgins
Love, Relationships, advice

- Meeting the parents!
Dear Mrs. Figgins:
I am 27, gay and recently came out to my family.
I’ve never introduced anyone I have dated to my parents. However, I am now in a committed relationship with Ted and ready to take the plunge.
My parents have been very supportive since I broke the news. And it’s important to me that I make this as comfortable as possible for everyone.
Do you have any suggestions or advice on how to best approach this introduction?
William, Denver
Dear William:
You have lovely parents and the fact that you want to be sensitive to them says much about you.
It’s important that the people whom you love get to know each other.
Take the time to share family stories and fond memories with Ted. Tell him about your parent’s background, individual interests as well as particular dislikes. Bring out the family album!
Suggest that Ted bring Mom & Dad a nice hostess gift (it’s a nice touch).
In turn, tell your Mom and Dad about Ted.
Timing is important. Your mother can help you with some optional times for your first get together.
By the sounds of it, I am certain this meeting will turn out just fine, William.
Mrs. Figgins
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Etiquette, How To, Love, advice
December 29, 2009

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Cash Gifts
Dear Mrs. Figgins:
My fiancé and I are getting married. Money is pretty tight.
Do you think it’s proper for us to ask for money in lieu of gifts?
Diane & Richard, UK
Dear Diane & Richard:
It is becoming acceptable for couples to ask for money as a wedding gift.
This said, my advice is that you be quite clear in stating what the money will be spent on, so that those who do contribute cash in lieu of more traditional gifts feel that they’re helping towards something specific and worthwhile.
“Nearly Married” is an online gift service in the UK which gives you the opportunity to customize gifts of money with your own gift name, description, price and picture.
Many Congratulations!
Mrs. Figgins
Etiquette, How To, Love, Relationships, advice
December 27, 2009

Déjà vu? Bye-bye to you!
Dear Mrs. Figgins:
I overheard one of my co-workers invite my boyfriend Danny to an all-nude strip club. Without one ounce of hesitation he responded “heck yeah!”.
When I tried to talk with Danny about it, he got very defensive and didn’t want to discuss it with me, saying I was “paranoid”.
This is not his first, second, third or even fourth time he’s gone down this slimy road. Actually we broke up before over this very issue. We broke up and I was adjusting to life without him when he came begging for us to get back, swearing off clubs. I took him back and have given it my all.
I don’t want to overreact but this sure isn’t setting well with me.
I’m afraid that it’s déjà vu all over again.
Jeri, LV
Dear Jeri:
You’re not overreacting.
Danny’s penchant is not a good sign, and a pattern you don’t want to take into marriage.
Give your heart a rest on this one and think long and hard with your brain.
If it’s “déjà vu all over again”, I suggest “you go!”. This time for good.
Mrs. Figgins
Love, Relationships, advice
December 25, 2009

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GOD’S blessings to you and yours.
Mrs. Figgins
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Children Issues, Faith, Favorite Finds, Love, One Village, Topics, advice
December 24, 2009

- Not a creature was stirring – not even a mouse!
Throughout this week Mrs. Figgins will share a few of the most loved poems and stories of the Christmas season.
Next installment shown below.
From our family to yours,
Merry Christmas and Wishes for a Blessed New Year!
Mrs. Figgins & Family
Clement Clarke Moore (1779 – 1863) wrote the poem “Twas the night before Christmas” (also called “A Visit from St. Nicholas” in 1822.
Mr. Moore came from a prominent family and his father Benjamin Moore was the Bishop of New York who was famous for officiating at the inauguration of George Washington.
It has long become the tradition in many American families to read the poem every Christmas Eve – and has redefined the image of Christmas and even Santa Claus.
Before the creation of the story of “Twas the night before Christmas”, St. Nicholas, the patron saint of children, had never been associated with a sleigh or reindeers!
The author of the poem “Twas the night before Christmas” was a reticent man and it is believed that a family friend, Miss H. Butler, sent a copy of the poem to the New York Sentinel who published the poem.
The condition of publication was that the author of “Twas the night before Christmas” was to remain anonymous.
The first publication date was 23rd December 1823 and it was an immediate success.
It was not until 1844 that Clement Clarke Moore claimed ownership when the work was included in a book of his poetry.
‘Twas the night before Christmas
by Clement Clarke Moore
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her ‘kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter’s nap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
“Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Vixen!
On, Comet! on Cupid! on, Donder and Blitzen!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!”
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.
His eyes — how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.
He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.”
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We're all the same no matter what...
Some Children See Him
By Alfred Burt
Some children see Him lily white
the infant Jesus born this night
Some children see Him lily white
with tresses soft and fair
Some children see Him bronzed and brown
the Lord of heav’n to earth come down
Some children see Him bronzed and brown
with dark and heavy hair (with dark and heavy hair!)
Some children see Him almond-eyed
This Saviour whom we kneel beside
Some children see Him almond-eyed
With skin of yellow hue!
Some children see Him dark as they
Sweet Mary’s Son to whom we pray
Some children see Him dark as they
And, ah! they love Him so!
The children in each different place
Will see the Baby Jesus’ face
Like theirs but bright with heav’nly grace
And filled with holy light!
O lay aside each earthly thing
and with thy heart as offering
Come worship now the infant King
’tis love that’s born tonight!
’tis love that’s born tonight!
Children Issues, Faith, Favorite Finds, Love, One Village, Opinion & Politics, Topics, advice
December 23, 2009

- They came to worship Him.
Throughout this week Mrs. Figgins will be sharing a few of the most loved poems and stories of the Christmas season.
The next installment shown below.
From our family to yours,
Merry Christmas and Wishes for a Blessed New Year!
Mrs. Figgins & Family
The Three Kings
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Three Kings came riding from far away,
Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar;
Three Wise Men out of the East were they,
And they travelled by night and they slept by day,
For their guide was a beautiful, wonderful star.
The star was so beautiful, large and clear,
That all the other stars of the sky
Became a white mist in the atmosphere,
And by this they knew that the coming was near
Of the Prince foretold in the prophecy.
Three caskets they bore on their saddle-bows,
Three caskets of gold with golden keys;
Their robes were of crimson silk with rows
Of bells and pomegranates and furbelows,
Their turbans like blossoming almond-trees.
And so the Three Kings rode into the West,
Through the dusk of the night, over hill and dell,
And sometimes they nodded with beard on breast,
And sometimes talked, as they paused to rest,
With the people they met at some wayside well.
“Of the child that is born,” said Baltasar,
“Good people, I pray you, tell us the news;
For we in the East have seen his star,
And have ridden fast, and have ridden far,
To find and worship the King of the Jews.”
And the people answered, “You ask in vain;
We know of no King but Herod the Great!”
They thought the Wise Men were men insane,
As they spurred their horses across the plain,
Like riders in haste, who cannot wait.
And when they came to Jerusalem,
Herod the Great, who had heard this thing,
Sent for the Wise Men and questioned them;
And said, “Go down unto Bethlehem,
And bring me tidings of this new king.”
So they rode away; and the star stood still,
The only one in the grey of morn;
Yes, it stopped –it stood still of its own free will,
Right over Bethlehem on the hill,
The city of David, where Christ was born.
And the Three Kings rode through the gate and the guard,
Through the silent street, till their horses turned
And neighed as they entered the great inn-yard;
But the windows were closed, and the doors were barred,
And only a light in the stable burned.
And cradled there in the scented hay,
In the air made sweet by the breath of kine,
The little child in the manger lay,
The child, that would be king one day
Of a kingdom not human, but divine.
His mother Mary of Nazareth
Sat watching beside his place of rest,
Watching the even flow of his breath,
For the joy of life and the terror of death
Were mingled together in her breast.
They laid their offerings at his feet:
The gold was their tribute to a King,
The frankincense, with its odor sweet,
Was for the Priest, the Paraclete,
The myrrh for the body’s burying.
And the mother wondered and bowed her head,
And sat as still as a statue of stone,
Her heart was troubled yet comforted,
Remembering what the Angel had said
Of an endless reign and of David’s throne.
Then the Kings rode out of the city gate,
With a clatter of hoofs in proud array;
But they went not back to Herod the Great,
For they knew his malice and feared his hate,
And returned to their homes by another way.
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