As far back in childhood as I can recall, I was the girl that lived life with my face planted in a book. Often, it didn’t matter what I was reading; it just mattered that I was reading. To this day, I still have a fear of being somewhere and finding myself with five minutes […]
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Things High Schoolers Never Say
We’re studying the play version of The Diary of Anne Frank in seventh grade right now, and yesterday, we were discussing the inconveniences of hiding for your life beyond the whole obvious “you could die†thing. We talked about how Anne’s family and the Van Daans, who spent over two years hiding in some small […]
Island Sightings
Like most of you, I suspect, I could probably tell a story for every picture I’ve ever taken. Also like most of you, I suspect, time constraints live large in my world. And yet the stories are still there, many ones I hope to someday tell. It seems a shame, however, to leave some of […]
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Beach Battles
Last Saturday, I made the grievous error of taking the small people to the beach just as the clouds rolled in. Yes, it is a cruel fate that they got the mom who takes them to the beach on a day where temperatures felt cooler (i.e., high seventies) and clouds and wind promptly appeared as […]
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I’ve Found More Ways To Be Inadequate
I am no stranger to inadequacy, nor am I afraid to own my own stuff. I’ve written, for instance, about a couple of inadequacies illuminated by Ms. Martha of the Stewart Clan. Since I opened that door long ago, let’s delve into today’s installment of Christine’s Inadequacies. Last year was the year of Cub Scouts […]
Thoughts on the Sea #6
O for a soft and gentle wind!  I heard a fair one cry; But give to me the snoring breeze  And white waves heaving high; And white waves heaving high, my lads,  The good ship tight and free— The world of waters is our home,  And merry men are we. Allan […]