Somewhere is the memory of who I was – the wide-eyed child with serious looks, who was quiet many times when others spoke, yet a chatterbox with her closest friends. Does she shape me now that curious shy girl and tell me how far I’ve truly come in the journey of my life? She madeContinue reading “Somewhere is the Memory: Piece 15”
The Power of Excellence and Dolls: Piece 14
My idea of beauty as I grew up was fair skin, straight blonde hair and green or blue eyes. Why did I choose the opposite of my own curly dark hair, dark skin, and brown eyes? Are we naturally inclined to opposites, or was I being shaped by the popular culture around me? I wasContinue reading “The Power of Excellence and Dolls: Piece 14”
The Study Brigade: Piece 13
They hung out in the library, one collected different writing papers, one was a walking champion and one wore glasses. They were the study brigade. Girls to be admired, funny, smart, well groomed and lovers of books. They talked about books and maths and didn’t seem to gossip; knowledge, sports and learning were their thing.Continue reading “The Study Brigade: Piece 13”
The Bridesmaid: Piece 12
I had three bridesmaids, three of them I went to college with, and two of them ended up at the same university as me. I lost touch with all of them partly due to my family’s relentless shifts and moves, but also through their relentless shifts and moves. I thought this would be forever, until, asContinue reading “The Bridesmaid: Piece 12”
The Fourth Brother: Piece 11
Justin: Image Courtesy of Caleb I always tend to think of Justin as my fourth brother. He was always there to listen, especially when my youngest brother was in a coma after being knocked off his bike. He made me feel safe, and was there to dry my tears and check that I was okay. Continue reading “The Fourth Brother: Piece 11”
