Mother grew a garden,it met our every need.She tended it with careand gave to us the key. We skipped and jumped,Eyes wide with glee.We gazed with aweat her beauty. We gobbled her fruitand drank from her spring.We sat by her brook,though it got boring. We plucked her branchesleaf by leaf.We dug up her groundfor more bounty. Little fingers terrorizedbeasts… Continue reading Forgiving Nature’s Keeper
I slowly backed away and headed hurriedly down the hallway towards the staircase. My new companion chided ¨Ahar Matey! Ahar Matey!¨ My head buzzed with the new information as I opened the door and stumbled into the shoulder of my most esteemed friend...(from previous article). "June!" I exclaimed. My friend recovered from the stumble and… Continue reading SS Heroes: A Human Odyssey (Part 3)
Many people growing up in Western Society (and increasingly in other societies as well) attend school with the message that you can do or be whatever you want to be in the World. Sometimes this message is accompanied by strong suggestions of what you should do by your parents, as they try their best to… Continue reading Can we be both independent and dependent?
Curiosity was getting the better of me and since I knew the staff wouldn't answer my questions, I began to wander the SS Heroes after breakfast. I looked for signs of anything that would lead me to some clues...(from the previous article). I started off down the main hallway back towards the dormitories, which… Continue reading SS Heroes- A Human Odyssey (Part 2)
It was a regular day aboard the SS Heroes luxury liner. SS Heroes was the fastest vessel of its kind and every day it seemed to go faster and faster. It had been travelling on this aimless course for decades. It had an enormous capacity of one million passengers. Days seamlessly blurred into nights in… Continue reading SS Heroes- A Human Odyssey (Part 1)
The warm fall sun dazzles my wings as I hover and swoop over the Valley. The wind rustles the tall willow trees and beaming children play among bright orange pumpkins. I follow a whoosh of air over the main road and find a small frog pond with lily pads. I bask in the sun on… Continue reading The Creative Dragonfly: Water and Its People