What can YOU say in six sentences?
The dark-haired boy who approached me was about seven, crying because he'd wet his pants at school; I was a stranger but the only one who could help him, the only one he wanted help from. He couldn't speak well, was overly distraught and I knew he couldn't clean himself alone, so I bathed him as other teachers around me stared, and sensing his embarrassment I told him it was okay, that I'm a mother and would protect him, and the tension in his body melted…Continue
She is the only author whose books I borrow from the library, an odd behavior for a book hoarder. She and I were born in the sign of Scorpio, both married egotistical Leos and quickly added children -- a girl then a boy. Despite also sharing occasional feelings of domestic entrapment, depression, a love of words and painfully acute radars ("The truth loves me," she said of sensing her husband's infidelity), we don't share her self-destructive tendencies or the poetic genius that…Continue
Ernest Ledbetter had always wanted his very own psychiatrist, someone he could pay to spend quality time with him and keep dark, dark secrets. In addition to his other shameful secrets, Ernest was still a virgin and living with his mother at forty, so he made an appointment with a qualified professional whose name he'd gotten from a trampled business card dropped in the subway. Ernest didn't feel comfortable talking to Adele about his problems, the woman on the subway who smelled…Continue
For three days now my kitchen sink has been home to numerous coils of clear tubing, plastic snakes spitting water sucked from wood, Sheetrock, carpet and air. Other unexpected guests include giant blue dehumidifiers and dryers -- seven in all and I've tripped over each -- whose roar overwhelms like heavy machinery in a factory or industrial environment; we can't hear the TV, each other or the doorbell when cleanup crews arrive each day. The children and I are sharing a king-sized bed since…Continue
Hey guys, just a note to say I'll be out of the office for a week. My family is traveling to New York tomorrow morning. Ya'll know I hate...hate...flying so that part won't be fun (my husband will be dosing me with a sedative at take-off). I'll be thinking of you guys and gathering 6S ideas to write about later. I've never been to the "city that never sleeps" but I think we'll get along. I met a guy from New York at the mall the other day and he said, "Texans go about 30 mph and New…Continue
I. Turning Down the Volume
There are no fluorescent lights in the school because I'm told the brightness and occasional buzzing can distract the children. There's a Zen calm throughout both buildings that comprise Westview School in Houston, Texas, where peace flows along softly lit hallways and cushions sparsely decorated rooms. Teaching supplies are hidden behind plain doors, teachers wear muted colors and the quiet is so thick, so warm, the…Continue
June 2006: The mean dog who lives behind me has bit my daughter's finger but because I allowed her to reach under our shared fence and because the skin isn't broken, I let the incident go and vow to avoid the dog.
May 2007: Despite a leash law, the neighbors behind us never walk their mean dog but rather let him out of the house to relieve himself on his own; today he approached my dog as we were walking, growled and bit…Continue