by Jayne Scott
MEMORIES OF RHODESIA THE ROAD TO A NEW LIFE... I had just turned eleven when we crossed the over the Limpopo River to start our new life in Rhodesia. The year was 1969, it was just before Christmas and, for me at le...read more
I never forgot her, and never will. We encountered each other for fifteen minutes long ago. Forty-five years later we met again and shared another fifteen minutes. In between those moments more than twenty-three million mi...read more
A COYOTE'S TALE. Originally written and published in the first issue of The Birth Project - Fall/Winter 2007 'I was asked recently to contribute some kind of written account, recalling the birth of m...read more
by Pat Ritter
OPEN DOORS This was my ten minutes of fame. I'd discovered the Holy Grail of Teenage Behaviour. Serendipity had made this event occur. Closing The Gap was officially launched at Queensland Parliament House to help par...read more
Researching a Memory My original plan was to write a memoir titled, "My First Kiss Missed". It was a story about attending first and second grade in a little two-roomed schoolhouse. Marty Murray had informed me that whe...read more
by Rhui Chatar
Yesterday I went to the grocery store. Just a quick trip to get some extra things for the weekend cooking that provides for leftover meals we survive on the rest of the week. This was the upscale store. Completely diffe...read more
Is it a man? No! Is it a woman? No! Then, what is it? It's a sicko! Yes, folks, another little story...two, actually. An article I read on a news site a while back prompted memories of days gone by. Two memories ...read more
by Dennis Page
"Remember honey, when you get off the bus go immediately in the house, lock the door, don't let anyone in and call me." Those words would be spoken to me from the time I was 8 years old until I was a teenager. You see, ...read more
by Nellie Shani
Nothing could have prepared me for the near-death experience that faced me! As we entered the small boat that was going to take us to the reef where we were going to snorkel, our kids talked non-stop of how much fun we wer...read more
What's Your Worth? "Beep-beep-beep" goes the whistle, "Rescue 18! Rescue 18!" The moment was here, it had finally come. Snapping into automatic mode, I launched off my stand, grabbing the safety buoy I threw the stra...read more
My most favorite subject seems the hardest to write about; after numerous attempts at writing about myself, I'm only hoping to expose the answer to the riddle etched in the path that I've been trying to prove is not as eve...read more
by Yifei Tan
The sun was setting, the wind was blowing; it's another normal Sunday again. I joined my boyfriend for dinner at his house. After dinner, we were sitting on the bed, chatting and watching Anime as usual. Suddenly, my cell ...read more
We said our final good byes to my 78-year-old uncle today. Not that death is anything out of the ordinary as it comes to all men. What is remarkable is that all 11 of his brothers and sisters and much of the extended famil...read more
Antiques, The Mountains, & The Shotgun Several years ago we owned an Antique Shop in the Adirondack Mountains. When my mom became ill we needed to move to a smaller house that would be more affordable during this tryin...read more
Knight of Quality "Simulated disorder postulates perfect discipline; simulated fear postulates courage; simulated weakness postulates strength." - Sun Tzu My second summer in Vancouver was quite enjoyable. I had a m...read more
by Daina H.
Strong emotions of sadness encompass me and for many years I was unable to define it. It would take six years before I could put a name to these deep feelings of sadness. It would take six years before I could understand t...read more
Two years ago I was 20 years old, married and a stay at home Mom. Like many my age I thought I had the best of the best, but then my husband of less then a year started drinking. Well at first it did not seem like much of ...read more
by T S Campbell
It had been a rough year and an even tougher summer. As the days dragged on long and hot, I ached to sit on the sand of an empty beach and watch the sun slowly rise out of the ocean, breaking into the sky in all its golde...read more
Chopping a single grape into twenty transparent, green slivers doesn't relieve the tension. A sliver can still block the airway. Toys are potential chokers, too. So, for fun, my boys have blocks. No army men. No puz...read more
by pa cockle
The kids are sleeping the misses as well I'll pick up the note book there's a story to tell a story so sweet it needs to be told it needs to be told cos I'm growing old. Into the bar a man once strode with fisherman...read more