Monthly Archives: October 2018

all hallows’ eve.

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credits: j. reads, dexter kozen

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wherever there are children.

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how lucky that a local fairy

stopped by our classroom

to visit our fairy house

she must have heard….

“it is frightfully difficult to know much about the fairies,

and almost the only thing for certain

is that there are fairies wherever there are children.” 

-j.m. barrie – peter pan in kensington gardens

sing.

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what a wonderful surprise

when at my salon

in the midst of the day’s music

‘say my name’ came on

 one of the stylists

began singing along

 before long

some of the staff

joined in

clients were

at least smiling if not singing

the space was filled with

song and dance and laughter

a sudden burst of happiness for no reason

the best kind

the woman cutting my hair

asked out loud

“why not?”

exactly.

“the only thing better than singing is more singing. 

-ella fitzgerald

 

 

 

image credit: john drysdale, 1978, london, england

where hobbies, hijinks, and capers go bad = my childhood #7

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my middle sister and i hatched a plan to get on the radio

when we heard about a fund raising radio-thon.

 anyone who called in with a year-long pledge

would hear their names on the radio as a thank you.

as soon as our mom went upstairs

we dialed up the station on our kitchen phone

 excitedly pledging to send 2 dollars a month for a whole year.

within the hour, we heard our names announced

we were so proud and cheering for ourselves

until all the noise caused our mom to come downstairs

asking what we were celebrating

as she quickly reminded us once again

that we were young kids with no income

(other than what we made from our other schemes)

and there was no way we could actually pay them a cent.

 how quickly our fame turned to shame

 how fearful we were

thinking the radio station

would send someone right over to our door to collect.

though they might not have found us

as we were soon busy doing hard time in our room.

‘fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.’

-emily dickinson

 

 

 

 

image credit: eBay

a day.

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what i saw 

as i arrived at school 

for parent teacher conferences

at the beginning of the day.

also what i saw 

as i left school

after parent teacher conferences 

at the end of the same day.

 stories shared

questions answered

conversations had.

 a day always passes

no matter how busy or how calm

no matter what we have done or not done

somehow slipping by.

‘the long day wanes; the slow moon climbs the deep.’

-alfred lord tennyson