Essays on growing up from someone who always seems to be right in the thick of it, whether it's working with maltreated kids, or struggling with my own experiences.

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  • Name Change
    on Jul 2, 2012
    Hi!  Remember me? Or this.Yeah, I'm a day late, but I changed my web address.  You can find the same old blog I write at a new address.  It'swendydarlingstories.blogspot.comSo go there.  Read it.  Show the love (assuming ther...
  • Who Am I?
  • Questions (Part 1)
    on May 27, 2012 in Writing
    ***The following is an excerpt from Raina's Story ****  So this is what dying feels like, Raina thought.  It’s kind of peaceful. It had all happened so quickly.  Instead of crashing into it, her mind made believe that the tr...
  • The Advice That Never StuckFound here The first joke I remember telling happened when I was very young. I couldn't have been older than five. I vaguely recall hearing it on my favorite show, but I don't even know what character said it. I honestly can't remember which of my f...
  • Laundering LifeImage found here Part of my old job involved doing laundry for the classroom. I, like most typically raised and healthy people, looked at this as an annoying errand to be avoided. However, the kids I worked with were so starved for positive quality...
  • Some Assembly RequiredThroughout my childhood, whenever my family obtained something that required assembly the task was given to my father. He would don a self-impressed grin and sarcastically declare "this is a job for someone with a penis!" That may seem rather chauvi...
  • Flawed Perception
    on Apr 30, 2012 in Observations Thinking Rants
    I struggle with people who have disproportionately inaccurate mental representations of themselves. I find myself up against a barrier when attempting to relate to individuals who think themselves to be geniuses despite all evidence to the contrary.
  • My Humble BeginningOn my first day of working with troubled kids, I unknowingly walked into utter chaos. Children were screaming and crying. One frighteningly thin cape-clad boy jumped from one wobbly shelf to the next. Kids swore, threw solid blocks at one another, an...
  • Flying Bus-Pod
    on Apr 16, 2012 in Writing
    ***The following is an excerpt from Raina's Story ****   “Oh dear!” the voice exclaimed startling Raina out of her slumber. Realizing that this voice was not one she had ever heard before, Raina froze. She clenched her eyes shu...
  • Their Life
    on Apr 9, 2012 in Writing
    **The following is an excerpt from Raina's Story ** Just before school started that year, Mean Mark got a job as a janitor at the court house. He resented this job. Raina could tell by his exceptionally sour mood in the evenings. It had to be dem...
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