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“Hey,” I say as I approach Phil’s table for another evening of tutoring. He’s ..
This used to be my room. My bed was right here, with my blanket and my pillow and my Rabbit. I was sleeping ..
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After being majorly stressed out for the first half of the school year, I realized that seventh grade ..
The crack of my field hockey stick sends the ball up the length of the pitch. I sprint to join the action ..
Today is my thirty-ninth last day of school. If that sounds complicated, it’s not really. You see, ..
“It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a mother in possession of great wisdom, must be in want-nay, ..
Inshallah you plant gardens filled with sweet fruits. “Inshallah you all that is gentle and good.” ..
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THE STORYTELLER There was even a time is how my papa’s father, Nana Mosi, the village storyteller, ..
