Reading helps

My parents decided to have a night out without children. They had thought the aforementioned children were fast asleep, but only one was, my sister. I was not. I heard noises in the living room and suspecting foul play I yelled for mom until she finally gave up and came into the room. ‘Mom! WhyContinue reading “Reading helps”

Queen of the reading game

Once upon a time in a land far, far away, lived a beautiful and powerful Queen. She had lots of land, servants, a great big army, a whole fleet, food to feed seven kingdoms and a cat.         The Queen had a tinsy winsy problem going to sleep during her bed time. So everyContinue reading “Queen of the reading game”

Violin episode, or How I learned to think things through….

Now, I know that most children ask for things like toys and sweets and other generally fun things. They do not ask to be separated from toys and other generally fun things in favor of hours of practicing a musical instrument. That is the job of a parent. Not so in my case. I didContinue reading “Violin episode, or How I learned to think things through….”

For my sister who for some unknown to me reason likes the Game of Thrones thingy

Many years ago, for a Very Short Time I was the center of my family. I was the Queen of the castle, the center of the universe, the bees knees and what have you. Everything revolved around me. Especially the sun. Life was excellent.   Just as I was getting used to being the only trueContinue reading “For my sister who for some unknown to me reason likes the Game of Thrones thingy”

Part 1 – 1st Grade

When I went to first grade I wore a uniform. Everyone did. We were all equally dressed and depressed in brown and black. A student could roll up in a Rolls Royce(or Chaika in my case) to the school, but inside the school he or she was supposed to be on the same footing asContinue reading “Part 1 – 1st Grade”

Muralists in the making

      One day, while waiting for a very very very very very very very long time to be over, my sister and I decided to paint our little hearts out on the living room wall. And then our parents came home. I don’t know why my parents didn’t recognize two talented Muralists in the making,Continue reading “Muralists in the making”

If Genius is not found, then find Husband.

As a young child, I had wanted to find something I was exceptionally good at. I had tried sports, I had tried musical instruments, I had even tried learning languages, but nothing clicked. In kindergarten, my classmate had an Idea. “Maybe,” she said, “you are not meant to be exceptional by yourself. Maybe you are meant toContinue reading “If Genius is not found, then find Husband.”