childhood

  • “The Slide”

    “It was a slide. The biggest slide I had ever known. It towered above the ground, above my three-, five-, six-year-old self like a mountain. The slide was wide — my sisters and I could all slide at once. There… Continue reading

    “The Slide”
  • In a Child’s Library

    Today I spent a few hours sorting through the eclectic collection of donated textbooks that make up the library at the school that I volunteer at. It’s strange, being back in a children’s textbook room. So many colorful, glossy pages… Continue reading