A Royal Wedding

I was nineteen. The class was American Studies. I had the seat closest to the window. The afternoon sun would shine in at the 1:30 class start and students would try their hardest not to fall asleep. It wasn’t the teacher; he was smart and often funny. Professor Richards really wanted his students to interact and give insight to the topic of the day – American history, drama, and social dynamics through the history of America. I was most curious of my classmate’s response from across the room, nearer the back. Her’s was colored with a British accent and spoke with such class and poise. I didn’t see her face for many weeks but so wanted to meet her.


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An Astonishing Cupola

An early October fall morning, the leaves were bright yellows and vibrant shades of orange. The golden sunlight twinkled between branches as we rounded the pebbled walkway towards Mount Vernon that sat afar. With a vast green yard leading to its doors and shimmering behind was the Potomac River’s basin looking like a golden path in the morning sun, we made our way to the Washington’s former home.


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From Camp Mini Macks

Dear Mini Macks Readers,

I am sorry I haven’t written from summer camp. This summer’s activities have been nothing short of constant fun! First we traveled to the mountains in the Shenandoah Valley where we painted from the mountain tops, hiked through the woods, swam the Olympic sized pools, and triumphed many a play ground. We visited the Virginia Safari Park where we fed animals through our car windows over a three-mile, 180-acre property of sheer giggles of fun. How often do you get to have ox snot on your shoulders or emu beaks poke a bucket in your hands? Fantastic!

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Light Gaps

“When a tree falls, light floods into the open gap. Many plants and seeds take advantage of the windfall and quickly grow.” – California Academy of Sciences


Even a great childhood is challenging because it requires growing and learning amongst varying obstacles. The most prominent for Rory is her brothers. They help refine her and define her simply by growing next to her in the same house. But I see how beneficial it is to take her out of her usual environment, away from her brothers, and when those gaps are there she soars. Being in California is evidence of this.


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The Wild West

The dust was piling all around us, big, thick, plumes of it. The hooves of the pack of horses ever increasing in speed as each sharp turn followed another and another and another. The beautiful California hills were vast, but no match for our team and driver. Rory squealed with delight as the speed of our determined stagecoach, rickety and racketing over the well-worn path, tickled her tummy from one peak to the next. Faster and faster we went, passing tattoo parlors and burrito hubs, painted houses of the Victorian era, and plants of varying sizes resembling sea creatures akin to octopus and squid.


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