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I have chosen to write about my grandmother after reading a transcript of a radio interview she gave back in the 1950s.I am researching her life using different historical resources and information given by family members.I have submitted my first … Continue reading →

This is my third attempt at chapter one of my Grandmother Amy’s life story Chapter One As a child, I would watch Mum gaze out the window, her expression distant, and wonder what had drawn her across the world to … Continue reading →

Lesson 1 PART 2 THE SNOOP Alice had just rose from a deep sleep to the sound of the lady of the house Mrs. Parrish frantically ringing her bed side bell for assistance. Shuffling along at a pace she could … Continue reading →

1873, FranceSpring time in France is like a country coming to life awakening from the winter chill, the days are milder and longer. You can feel the sun rays of the afternoon send a warm golden glow to embrace the … Continue reading →

Gwen arrived at the home of the Parrish family, a middle-class estate with exquisite taste of the late 1800s. As usual she was late but uses the excuse again “this darn brace takes forever to put on my leg you … Continue reading →

It was easy to find the conservatory entrance, above the archway a plaque “Nature’s Sweet Whispers”. The guest had finished breakfast and with the invention of saccharin most of the guest needed sunshine. One couple Fred and Marilyn walked into … Continue reading →

It wasn’t more than a glance, a masquerading guest with the same costume as the one I was wearing. The mask of a villain. I am one of the guests arriving at the front entrance where invitations matter. Taking myself … Continue reading →

It’s then, and only then, that she visually recounts the pleasure of reading my poems beside her bedroom window in the early morning light. The sun’s rays carry in the fresh scents of garden flowers. She sees the basket of … Continue reading →

Note: I did not read the description of the painting and thought the person sitting on the ground was a woman. So instead of changing my story, I left it the (incorrect) way I had written the story 🙂 It … Continue reading →