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Submitted to Contest #69
“What do you mean you don’t want to pursue the family business?” asked my angry mother. “I mean exactly what it sounds like. I don’t want to take it up”, I replied, projecting full confidence on the outside but tightly clenched by fear inside. “So, you don’t want to be a cheese sculptor?”, she asked in a tone that she used when I was kid. It was more of a warning than a question because the inference from the discussion was obvious and the fact did not need to be re-stated in different words. “That is correct”, I answered, trying not to give...
Submitted to Contest #51
We were young. Had only seen the world for a little over 10 years. Our simple minds only understood what could be added to our toy collection. It wasn’t exactly as fancy as one would imagine, but more enjoyable than the expensive stuff that we can find today. It included a huge wooden wheel from the stable, a plank of wood that we frequently used for making swings that could be hung on trees, a dirty doll that we refused to throw away for its emotional value, a rough chest that still bore the rough edges of wood that was cut to give it shape...
Submitted to Contest #50
Do you also associate smells and tastes with memories? I might have an idea how our brain works. When we are eight, we hardly have enough references of the hardships that life is strewn through. As children, we are bestowed with the divine gift of non-judgement. Acceptance is all that a child knows and embraces everything that he has been divinely provided, with open arms and heart. I vividly remember that particular afternoon, of the many similar ones that I am blessed to have experienced during my childhood. The tree house, which was newly...
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