There was a boy named David. As he grew older, and left the house more, dirt began accumulating in his eyes—small particles of dirt, drifting on the breeze or shaken…

A hefty middle-aged local guy leapt up from his seat when I entered the crowded waiting room, called me Aunty, and offered me his seat.  I thanked him but declined…

Wisdom comes from those who live the longest It is passed on by word of mouth Sometimes from mouth to words scribed on paper, My mother always told me that…

Hey. It’s June. Let’s write a piece, between 100 and 500 words that celebrates something. It can be anything from being alive, to a wedding or some other festive event….