We sang together at civic clubs, spring events, and church Christmas parties. I was 5, with a high voice and introversion and did this for 3 years. James was 15 with a deep voice and an extroversion to beat all. He could fill up a room, and he wanted to. I wanted to sound pretty… Continue reading James and I
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Wonder Woman, revisited
Superhero narratives mesh well with the obstacles I have struggled with, the values I try to embody, and the fun I believe one can have with a cape. I read and watch the stories of superheroes and villains because it is fun, rich and full of themes of connection to oneself, other people and the… Continue reading Wonder Woman, revisited
Jaime and I
Jamie was four years old when she came into our classroom. Like many four year olds, she was fiercely an I-can-do-it-myself kind of person, albeit a really cute one. I tried to take her stances for independence as seriously as she did, though she was so darn cute and small that this was hard. Add… Continue reading Jaime and I
How I am sometimes
Sometimes I just feel behind. I look at all I want to do and the level of support I need that before my mother died I didn’t spend time thinking was “too much” as much and now has piecemeal responses stitched together instead of vibrant help. My disability, as a result, can often feel overmagnified… Continue reading How I am sometimes
Tonio and Christy
Tonio was the biggest fan of Scooby Doo that I have ever seen. He knew all the episodes that mattered to him and could retell them better than any television writer. He was a funloving, lanky teen who was always making me laugh. He could remember television and movie dialogue incredibly well, which was a… Continue reading Tonio and Christy
Myra and everyone
Myra and I would often sit outside together. We both liked to sing, so I would sing a song and then she would, clapping to her own beat. I liked that she was an individual, and I often wondered what she thought about. Singing was her main way of communicating, and she could also really… Continue reading Myra and everyone
Thao and I
Trigger Warning for extreme child abuse/trauma Note: When my mom was alive, she said I should write stories of the kids I went to school with when going to the school for disabled kids. Here is the most important to me. ********************************************************************** Looking through things I felt were important to keep in the sixth grade,… Continue reading Thao and I