I am a mother, a wife, and a woman with wonderlust in her bones. I lean towards writing non-fiction of a more serious nature however, I love taking real life situations and turning them into comedy. I dream to write a book and screenplay.
I stopped going to school in the sixth grade
I stopped going to school in the sixth grade. Although I lived, and went to school in Yonkers New York my entire life, the kids at school still made fun of me. My long nose was the most popular point of interest when they insulted me, which always puzzled me. My mother had a long nose too, with a bump at the center. Her big curls draped her plump face like a frame enhances a photograph. I thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world, and although I looked like my father; wide eyes, slim face, and green eyes that remind me of springtime, my nose was my mothers.