humanity
Humanity begins at home.
Farm to Table or
Lucille looked down at the cast iron skillet on top of her range. “Sunnyside up,” she whispered. That is what her grandmother used to call fried eggs. She held the brown shelled egg in the palm of her right hand and thought, I’ve never tasted a fried egg as good as my grandmother made. She sighed. “And I’ve never been able to duplicate her technique,” she muttered.
By Mindy Reed6 years ago in Families
Bundjalung Country.
My sense of place is forever growing and expanding. Home is a thread that stretches and curls its way to new places, but it never unravels from those places in the past. Now and then I feel the pull of this thread, and places or moments in time that I deemed lost, somehow find their way back to me. This thread, my home, is inextricably linked to people and moments that have gone and passed. All these sentiments of home stem from Bungjalung country- my country, the Midginbil people.
By Steph Louise6 years ago in Families
A Mother's Thoughts
As a 29 year old female, in my mediocre life, the struggles I go through on a daily basis are a living nightmare. I’m not just talking about normal life stresses such as money, work or even if I am parenting my four children right. The struggles I speak of, are that of my relationship whereas I dream about going back home, to when I was an innocent, doe eyed, 7 year old little tom boy. I dream of when life was simple, where I only worried about finishing building the treefort in which I fell through the unstable floor my brother and I built. Dreaming about my horse crashing through the fence and running to the neighbors to where the grass was literally greener for him on the other side. Time for me to snap back to reality, Time to brace myself for what’s to come.
By Serena de Delley6 years ago in Families
Treasure Hunt
When the events in this story were about to happen, Bo wondered what had gone wrong with his life plan; especially because everything was “fine”. He had a comfortable life and a healthy family, a good job and no debt. But the feeling that something was missing would not go away. Life was okay, but extremely boring. Nothing was wrong, yet his life felt dull. There was a constant pit in his stomach. Probably too much gluten, he thought.
By Cris Farias6 years ago in Families
It's Your Destiny
“Lexi, look over here. It's a tree frog.” Lilly, the youngest of the two loves animals. They were inseparable. Always Playing, always having fun. Lexi runs over to her sister to see the frog. “That's not a tree frog silly, it's a toad.” Lexi is a very intelligent 14 year old girl, who loves nature, history, science, and next to be an Loa in her family. The two sisters, along with Lexi’s best friend Gerry would walk down to the store at their corner mart, which is a popular place to shop in North Carolina. Their favorite place was the arcade underneath the store, only known to few, which helps to keep people from breaking in to steal the games and ATMs. They walked in and purchased their usual snacks. There was a new employee at the front counter, flirting with one of the customers. The kids grabbed their things and walked to the back stairwell and the knob wasn’t on the door. They weren’t used to seeing that there. And like all curious teens, Lexi opens the door and peaks in. “Lexi, that doesn’t look safe,” Gerry says. The lights were off. It was dark. Maybe she could just walk down to the light she knew that room like the back of her hand. She leaned in further and.. “Lexi….. Move AWAY FROM THE”…… Thud!
By Lola Williams6 years ago in Families
