Christmas Wishes for Sheldon
Dear Sheldon, I'm an English as a Second Language Tutor and my class, and I have been learning more about your story from the article on...
Tidings of Comfort and Joy
This week, our class has been sharing Christmas traditions and special memories that make this time of the year a joyous occasion. We...
The Lion Who Roared Part Two
Jessie Jessie hums her school's fight song and beats her hands pink on the desk, frantically matching the pace of the song. Pop, pop,...
Postcard from the Village
​​There is something good about having absolutely no sense of direction. I'm not talking about the kind where you have to glance at your...
Christmas Marketing
Scenes of streetlights, even stoplights Blink a bright red and green As the shoppers rush home with their treasures.... One of my...
The Lion Who Roared
Part 1 Martha The neck of the Washburn warms and mellows in my hands as I strum the notes into submission. I look at them curiously...
Raisin D'etre
Lala is delicate. She does not like the cold. There are no patches of grass suitable for her potty needs within a 200 meter radius; at...