Author Archives: Chico’s Mom

Day 230: 334 days of photos

Growing up, I loved snapping pictures. I spent every spare dollar I had on film. My old pictures weren’t that great. The work of a child. But I found a few that I’m going to share. I have no idea what kind of camera I used.  With over a thousand pictures on my phone, IContinue reading “Day 230: 334 days of photos”

Moving On

Part one of two The silence was filled with a gurgling sound. The sound liquid makes when being forced out of a bottle by air. Quickly it was followed by the splashing sound of liquid filling a glass. Then came the plunk of a bottle being set on a hard surface. After a second orContinue reading “Moving On”

Day 229: 334 days of photos

Growing up, I loved snapping pictures. I spent every spare dollar I had on film. My old pictures weren’t that great. The work of a child. But I found a few that I’m going to share. I have no idea what kind of camera I used.  With over a thousand pictures on my phone, IContinue reading “Day 229: 334 days of photos”

Coreopsis 24 b

   “I guess we should finish the tour?” Jack nervously suggested. “The royal family should be back soon.”    “Sure.” They started walking again. Sarah stopped staring at the stone structure before them. “Have we made a complete circle?”    He laughed, “I never could fool you. We exited through the east wing, went aroundContinue reading “Coreopsis 24 b”

Day 228: 334 days of photos

Growing up, I loved snapping pictures. I spent every spare dollar I had on film. My old pictures weren’t that great. The work of a child. But I found a few that I’m going to share. I have no idea what kind of camera I used. With over a thousand pictures on my phone, I guessContinue reading “Day 228: 334 days of photos”

When White Man Came

🛑 Warning – long  This poem was about Things Fall Apart by Achebe. It was written as extra credit on our literature final exam. Out of 10 points possible, I got 10 points and a Very Impressive!  *Sadly, I remember reading Things Fall Apart but don’t remember writing this.  When White Man Came In theContinue reading “When White Man Came”

Coreopsis 24 a

  The royal family had left to go on their trip. Sarah was feeling much better. Just weak.    There was a knock on her door. She was lying on the bed reading her journal. “Come.” She looked up, “Jack.” She smiled, “come in.” She put her book aside.    “How do you feel?” HeContinue reading “Coreopsis 24 a”