Take a walk with a 6 year old. You’ll see the world in a whole new way, and probably change a few road signs.
We all have a lot to learn on this issue. And the only way to gain more understanding is to start asking questions.
I was born a year and a half after Martin Luther King Jr. spent time in a Birmingham city jail. Ironically, I do not recall learning about him in school. I was 45 when I read his “Letter from Birmingham Jail” and it changed the course of my life and influenced my choice of graduate…
My 2015 in review.
I admit it. I was afraid of gray. Both the paint color, and the 50 Shades version with the British spelling—grey. The former because I thought it might be depressing. The latter because I’m such a prude. I’m the most modest person I know. Didn’t read the book—didn’t see the movie. Don’t wanna. But a…
Originally posted on redosue:
Silence woke me up, not the birds. Not even the 4:15 cardinal was around to sing awake the day. Instead, crickets provided the first clatter of the morning. By the time the sun fanned half-tone rays over the roof, the cicadas chimed in. But no birds. My budgie – Kiwi – is…
The life of siblings
Once upon a time,
There were three little trees.