Joan Marsh
Stories (7/0)
MAKE OR BREAK
Prior to the Corona virus, I casually dated. Meaning, I was kind of sort of dealing with someone for a few months, ended it in December, and kind of sort of rekindled it in February. However, during this time, I had met someone in September, but didn't encourage it due to the fact that I was seeing someone else.
By Joan Marsh4 years ago in Humans
GEORGE FLOYD.
I am a product of a mixed race Jamaican dad, and a mother with original Arawak Jamaican Indian blood running through her veins. I move amongst all levels of society, consisting of all races. I don't fake, I create my space. Racism for me boils down to a level of misunderstanding and lack of knowledge of one's culture and struggles. It's bred out of an ignorance for others that look and think different.
By Joan Marsh4 years ago in Humans
EXPOSED
As I sit in the safety of my cocoon, my flat here in London, I read about the latest murder of a man, a human being, by the hands of the biggest gang in America, the Police. I have become so immune to reading about these unlawful killings, that I no longer flinch, which isn't normal.
By Joan Marsh4 years ago in The Swamp
A TEST OF SANITY.
To say that life over the last two months has been challenging, is an understatement. The existence we now live in isn't called life, it's called survival. We wake up everyday, thankful for just that. We pray that we don't cough, and we pray harder, that no one around us coughs. We take a look in the mirror thinking that if we have the Corona Virus, it will somehow show up on our faces, knowing that this virus doesn't show symptoms like the chicken pox, for example.
By Joan Marsh4 years ago in Longevity
NOT THE NORMAL CHILDREN'S BOOK AUTHOR
I never wanted to be a writer. My dream was to be a brain surgeon one day. Then, about five years ago, I woke up around one in the morning, and began writing, and haven't stopped since. I wrote about 20 children's stories, and sat on them, until recently.
By Joan Marsh4 years ago in Motivation