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High slide pirate
Tag: childhood
100 Word Challenge: Your name here
Up until the day I was born - two weeks early - my parents were convinced I was to be their second born son. Due to that belief, the name picked for my birth certificate was, “Russell,” a cherished family name. When faced with a surprise daughter, as my mother tells me, she did a … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Your name here
Guilty pleasure
Beeswax and pigment Rainbows and joy in a box They smell of childhood Last year, before the beginning of the school calendar, my husband's office collected supplies for local schools. We filled a shopping bag with notebook paper, pencils and pens, folders and binders. The Mister also found my nearly new 64-count box of Crayola™ crayons … Continue reading Guilty pleasure
Big bad George
As much as I complain about my menfolk's tendancies toward packrattery, I have to confess that I am reluctant to part with possessions too. Tucked away in a secret place in my bedroom closet, I keep my childhood comfort toy. This is George. George has been with me since I was about five. He was … Continue reading Big bad George
Bogeyman
Keeping my arms and legs pulled in tight, I dare not let them fall over the edge of my bed. I hear the scratching, feel the hot breath of what is lurking beneath. Pale faces at my window, alien and distorted, paralyze me with fear. I shake my head, trying to dispel white noise voices … Continue reading Bogeyman
The Playground
Pumping his legs up and down, leaning forward then throwing his body backward, he tried, but failed miserably, to get his motions in sync. He wanted to swing free, to feel the wind in his face and the exhilaration of flying, but only managed to hang motionless, dejectedly going nowhere. It was a sad foreshadowing … Continue reading The Playground
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