Tag: family

  • The Schoolhouse

    “The school looks older than I remember.  And significantly smaller,” I whispered as my cousin and I peeked out from behind the shed.  We weren’t supposed to be here, which is exactly why we were. We were supposed to be tucked safely into our beds at our grandmother’s house just down the street.  “I don’t…

  • Imagination

    My mother had never had much of an imagination so I happily made up enough for both of us.  I always wondered why she never had any imagination, but never really questioned her about it.  The one time I did, she immediately and suddenly became deaf and wouldn’t talk to me for the rest of…

  • Back to the Farm

    “When are we going back to the farm? When can I see Folgers again? Does he miss me? Will he remember me?” Zach went on and on with his endless questions. Part of me wanted him to stop asking so many questions, but I also knew I would miss his questions.  “Zach, you know when…

  • Flickering Flames

    As I watched the fireplace flicker, I wondered if this was what the rest of my life would be like.  Sitting, watching and waiting for the next event.  I wasn’t sure how to get things done, how to get things started.  I needed to get out of this house, but I couldn’t let my aunt…

  • The Street Performer

    There was something about the street performer that reminded me of my childhood. There was something about his voice. His clothes. His demeanor. I couldn’t quite put my finger on what was so familiar and why I seemed to know him, but I was more suspicious when he wouldn’t make eye contact with me. I…

  • The Front of the Room

    As soon as I was called to the front of the room, I knew I had won the contest.  Mrs. Miller didn’t call on anyone unless she was praising them.  I had never been a great student, but she was able to remind me I did have good qualities and I was not the problem…

  • Surrounded by Fabric

    PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields  As soon as we walked into the store, I knew I was home. I knew I could do whatever I wanted, make whatever I wanted, with the fabric surrounding me. The only thing in my way was how to pay for everything. Because of his broken relationship with my grandmother, my…

  • Crime Scene

    I always thought our house looked like a bit of a crime scene.  Especially when I compared it to my friends’ houses.  My parents liked to refer to themselves as ‘creatives’ and I wondered if that was an excuse for not wanting to clean the house.  But at the same time, I loved it.  I…

  • Banking

    Photo by Ashkan Forouzani on Unsplash  I always knew what I was going to do when I grew up.  And now that I’m here, I’m not sure I made the right decision.  I always thought I wanted to work in banking because my entire family worked in banking.  It was the safe route.  The route I knew.  The…

  • Pancakes

    Photo by Calum Lewis on Unsplash  I didn’t know what it was about pancakes, but I could never get enough.  My family didn’t understand my obsession and I never could stop trying to explain my love with the delicious meal.  My newest mission was to make my own syrup.  I was trying to convince my…