It
Hurt Me To Be Beautiful I wore Laura Ashley type dresses with
the huge flower prints and floor-length skirts topped off with
a lovely pair of red-rimmed eyeglasses. I epitomized dorkdom.
Life
With Henry I thought to myself, my fingers may not
be long enough to play guitar, but his were certainly long enough
to wrap around that bottle.
Mr.
Reynolds' Opus Since my first day of class he had been
a constant, stable, and jovial figure in my life, so I let my
guard down and joined the choir.
My
Magical Garden The jays are having a squabble in the
barren lilac tree. Their noisy squawks drown out the other birds
that are trying to sing. Be quiet, jays!
Television--The
Breakthrough Invention The television is a gateway into worlds
we may never see, a portal to endless journeys and struggles
we may never experience.
The
Illusion of Science Nelkin's thought-provoking essay maintains
a fairly moderate and reasonable tone throughout, though a certain
note of bitterness is detectable at times, particularly in her
relating of the descriptions given to female scientists by the
media.
The New Kid:
The Karate Kid My hair closely cropped to my scalp gave
my oversized ears ample room to meander freely on the sides of
my head; they just loved the open space, frolicking in the breeze.
A
Battle Worth Fighting: Gender Inequality However, throughout the history of America,
the oppression that women have endured has had an adverse effect
that puts boundaries on every aspect of humanity.
A Chain
of Events "Just because the dog detected something
with your car does not mean you are in trouble."
Before
the Wall Came Tumbling Down Going through Check Point Charlie was
no joke, but after that day, I started questioning if I would
ever return or if I would be a charred silhouette in someone
else's mind in the future.
Lighting
My Candle The areas we traveled to included the
Lower and Upper 9th Wards: the areas hit hardest by Hurricane
Katrina. Houses were still gutted, FEMA trailers were abandoned,
and the foundations of where houses once stood were scattered
in various lots.
The
Porcelain Guardian I was touched and honored, but with the
mention of the word china, my mind drifted back to the memory
of the porcelain cat, which always held guard at the foot of
the bed.
Awake
in the Dream He was giving the words a new meaning.
He was using them to provoke change. He was speaking to me with
his mighty voice through the speakers.
Dancin'
wit' My Momma The truck sounded like a death rattle,
but who knew death could make someone feel excited to hear it
come?
