Inspiration
Navigating the Celtics' Path to In-Season Tournament Glory
In the fast-paced world of the In-Season Tournament, the Boston Celtics find themselves in a thrilling scenario on the final day of group play. The equation is simple: defeat Chicago on Tuesday night, or risk missing out on a coveted spot in the knockout stage. However, the journey to secure that spot is far from straightforward, with multiple scenarios and tiebreakers coming into play.
By Todaylivetrending3 years ago in Writers
5K Thankfulness
Once again, I am celebrating a milestone. There are 5000 total reads on all my stories. This is a fantastic milestone because I never dreamed anyone would read my stories. This will be a thankful piece because I could never have accomplished this without you, my readers.
By Mother Combs3 years ago in Writers
Beyond Screens: Nostalgic Reflections on a Simpler Era. Top Story - November 2023.
The Writing Prompt - Do you remember life before the internet? Oh, the days before the internet! They hold a certain charm, a nostalgic longing for a simpler way of life. In response to the writing prompt asking whether I remember life before the internet, my answer is an unequivocal yes! The world we inhabited back then was one where imagination thrived, friendships blossomed through outdoor play, and entertainment relied not on screens but on the power of our minds.
By Xine Segalas3 years ago in Writers
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I remember growing back up down South. I remember the trees. I remember the wildlife. I remember the food. I remember home. Momma would have me watering the garden. And the bees, flies and insects would attack me. I would try to protect myself with a hood and water quickly. And Momma would say they better not become dry. I'm Matt and I have a little sister Hazey. Hazey was a good looking young girl that liked to discover the world. She was smart and cunning. I could not get anything passed her. She was always listening and thinking. Sometimes I think she wanted to be me. But I am the older one, I am the older brother. And Momma told me to look out for her. I love Hazey but she someitmes become too much to handle. And now its our first day going to school together. Dad was worried and so was Momma because the schools were just integrated. Momma feared somebody might attack Hazey and I. Dad told us to be brave and to be like Dr. King. He said Dr. King wants us to have a good education. And Dr. King loves the children so much that he wants them to play together and be friends with one another. And I said Daddy Dr. King is like Jesus, he's my hero. And Momma and Dad sent us off holding hands to the bus stop. At the bus stop there was no one there but us. And we were afraid because we waited on the curb. Then we saw the neighbor, Mrs. Evers was walking with her two daughters. Mrs. Evers introduced us to the two daughters, Betsie and Belinda. And I introduced Hazey and me. And when Mrs. Evers left she waved at us and she said that she would watch for us from a distance. Betsie said Hay Hay and Matt Matt. And Belinda laughed and they both laughed. And I told them to knock it off because we weren't making fun of them. I was just about to get back at them when Hazey made a cute sound. She was playing with the flowers by the tree and smelling time. She said Matt look I love flowers and nature. And I went over and play with the flowers, I told her their names and what they smell like. I told her that she would learn all about their beauty and attributes in school. Hazey was excited and then I saw the bus, so I hurried up Hazey to come. And she came just in time as Betsie and Belinda got on the bus I first let Hazey go because she was young and she was a future lady. And the bus driver looked mean but she smiled at the cuteness of Hazey and she was nice to Hazey but gave me the eye. I admitted school was tough. I saw right by my sister. And I was her defender. Mom and Dad put me in charge and Hazey was a big responsibility. Betsie and Belinda sat in front as I locked in Hazey's seatbelt. Betsie said that I was babying her and that I should stop. So did Belinda say the same thing and they were making fun of me saying that I think that I am the father. Then they begin to call me Father Matt. I just looked out the window and play with my sister. I love watching her smile and gaze at the outdoor as she was close to the window. Then we got off the bus last, and there were people who were fighting outside. And there were people who were yelling. Hazey and I had to be escorted by the security guard. I hugged Hazey before I turn her over to her teacher. She was happy and scared about Mrs. Dorothy. And Mrs. Dorothy asked my teacher Mrs. Tyson if we can do a combined class. Mrs. Tyson hesitantly agreed. And when Mrs. Dorothy suggested her students go over to Mrs. Tyson class then Mrs. Tyson agreed. And Betsie and Belinda were in my class. And Mrs. Tyson asked me to read and I was nervous but she sat my sister in front of me and she was glaring at me and the book. The other students did not think I could read that well and my sister and I were the two of three Black students. I read aloud and clearly. And Hazey celebrated and I hugged her. Mrs.Tyson cried and Mrs. Dorothy cheered on and they hug all their students. And Mrs. Dorothy's cousin was the guest and she played the guitar, she first played 'This Land is Your Land' then 'Dr. Martin Luther King was a great man'. And Hazey and I never wanted to leave the classroom. And the school felt it was too dangerous for us to take the bus so our parents came. And when they heard everything they took us out to eat and we spent time together being a family. I guess Dr. King's dream is a good dream. And if we loved then we can open each other's hearts.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous3 years ago in Writers
