Judith Jascha
Bio
Mom, sister, teacher, student, writer. I love to touch on all areas as I like to expose myself to new things. My goal is to use my experience to entertain and educate.
Stories (41/0)
The Beatles: A Life-Long Impact on This Millinial
During the 90s, I was a shy little girl living with her grandparents in Mississippi. Because they grew up in the 50s and 60s, I was introduced to the music from their generation at an early age. While other girls in my class was listening to the boy bands that were coming out at that time. I was gifted tapes of Elvis and Buddy Holly. I daydreamed of living during that time which seemed so much more care-free with poodle skirts, sock hops, and milkshakes.
By Judith Jascha4 years ago in Beat
The Room of Mystery
It was late at night as she cut the lights off that Julianne stood in the doorway looking back towards the room that quietly made such an impact on her life. As she stood there, memories began to flood her mind. Loved one that she had lost over the years, and those that were to come into her life in the future. She thought of everything that she had been through, and everything that was to come. This wasn't the first time that she quietly reflected in the darkness of night. Afterall, it had been a long road during her nineteen years of existence, but this night was different. It was time for her to move from this house that she was born and raised in. She was about to go out into the world. In a way though, this house helped prepare her for life ́s challenges. And then, there was the room.
By Judith Jascha4 years ago in Horror
Finding My Voice
I started writing when I was about ten years old. My grandma bought me a diary for my birthday. I loved writing down what would happen to me throughout my day. Soon, I began to expand to writing songs, poetry, even skits and scripts. In my writing, I found it possible to write everything that was in my head, things that I didn’t feel comfortable speaking out loud.
By Judith Jascha4 years ago in Motivation
Dear Mr. Trump
Dear Mr. Trump, I have one word to share with you that if used as a root instrument, would solve the majority of the world’s problems. That word...love. We live in a world where many are looked down upon and treated less than based on the color of their skin, or where they’re from, or who they fall in love with. What should be looked at is what is in the heart. We are all equal, and should be treated as such.
By Judith Jascha4 years ago in The Swamp
