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credits: j. reads, dexter kozen
Oct31
Monthly Archives: October 2018
Oct30
wherever there are children.
how lucky that a local fairy
stopped by our classroom
to visit our fairy house
she must have heard….
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“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
Oct29
sing.
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.
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“the only thing better than singing is more singing.
-ella fitzgerald
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image credit: john drysdale, 1978, london, england
Oct28
the center.
Oct27
where hobbies, hijinks, and capers go bad = my childhood #7
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.
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‘fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.’
-emily dickinson
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image credit: eBay
Oct26
a day.
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.
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‘the long day wanes; the slow moon climbs the deep.’
-alfred lord tennyson
Oct25
step.
“your next step is simple. you are the first domino.”
-gary keller
