Seletha Head Tucker
Bio
I am Seletha Tucker, an educator/writer/author. I have been married for 30 years and we have two adult children. I currently reside in St. Louis, Missouri and recently started North Memphis Publishing House for affordable publishing.
Stories (6/0)
THE SECRET NOTEBOOK
THE SECRET NOTEBOOK By Seletha M. Head-Tucker December 18, 2021 It was heartbreaking thinking about the death of my favorite aunt, Rosie. She treated me as if I were her own child even though she had several of her own. I tried hard to get through the day without the tears flowing. I was startled when the phone rang. It was my cousin Tammy. Ugh, what does she want, I thought?
By Seletha Head Tucker3 years ago in Fiction
THE LIFE OF A CHICK
THE LIFE OF A CHICK The alarm went off and Cindy rushed out of the bed and got dressed. Cindy was in third grade in elementary school. She was so excited about the possibility of her first chick being hatched. Her mom and dad said it could happen any day now. She was certain this was the day. She could feel it. She raced as fast as she could in her bright yellow boots heading to the barn. She ran past the cow who was mooing and rubbed her hand down the side of Sinbad. Sinbad was the large white horse she helped to raise from the time he was born. Today, she wasn’t spending all her time with Sinbad. It was time to meet her new little chick.
By Seletha Head Tucker3 years ago in Families
Prepared To Inspire
Prepared to Inspire At the end of the school year when we have exhausted all of our energy and strength, there is nothing more exciting than preparing our classrooms for the excitement that lies ahead. After having a few summer months off to recuperate from giving everything inside us to our children, it is a joy to take the scissors to cut out the many different patterns, words, letters, and pictures of all the knowledge we plan to teach the following year.
By Seletha Head Tucker3 years ago in Education
CLASSIC MOVE
Just swipe left they said, or up and down or sideways, whatever, it never worked. Beth had been divorced for five years now. She had been married for 8 years and listened to everyone tell her that after seven years, it’s all good. Well, it wasn’t, and it didn’t end well. Beth had finally decided it was time to step out again, for real this time. She missed having that daily touch, and companionship she looked forward to sharing her home with. Her friends had tried over and over to set her up with their friends, relatives and of course, those older people at weddings who felt they had the perfect setup for her. She denied all of them and after many days and nights at home alone with her nightly glass of Merlot, she knew no matter how fancy the glass, it could not take the place of a man.
By Seletha Head Tucker3 years ago in Humans
The Jewelry Box
THE JEWELRY BOX It was heartbreaking thinking about the death of my favorite aunt, Rosie. She treated me as if I were her only child even though she had several of her own. I tried hard to get through the day when the phone rang. It was my cousin Tammy. Ugh, what does she want? I answered the phone as if I were just waking up. “Hey Julia”, she said, not waiting on a response. “They have called us to mom’s attorney’s office, and for some reason your name was included in the will. So, meet us at noon at the attorney’s office. I will text you the address”. She then hung up without a word from me. I was as puzzled as I am sure she was. They knew of the relationship their mom and I had. I was there with her at the end, only me. But, I had nothing to do with the changing of her will. I hope this is not what this is about. I sat there contemplating whether or not to attend. I then called my mom. “Hey mom, this is Julia. “I know Julia”, she said. “So, mom, Tammy called me to tell me I was invited to the reading of the will. Do you know anything about that?” “Yeah”, mom said. “She called me upset that your name was on the will along with mine. I told her I understood why because you guys were remarkably close, and you were there with her when no one else was. She got upset and hung up the phone.” “Well, you know I didn’t do that to be paid. I just loved her so much and didn’t want her to be alone.” “I know”, mom said. “Just go. Even if it’s her jewelry box, I know she would love for you to have it”. “Okay, thanks mom. I will, just because you told me to. I will call you later with the details.” We hung up.
By Seletha Head Tucker3 years ago in Families
