June 26 2013

Happy Birthday Grammy

Quick write for Grammy’s birthday:
 
 Grammy and me
 
Sometimes I hear the voices talking over one another and the
laughter as we share our stories
Sometimes I see Grammy, standing by the stove,
stirring and talking and listening and being with her family 
Sometimes I still hear the chairs scraping on the linoleum floor as I
drag them from the basement for Sunday dinner  
Sometimes I smell the garlic and Aqua Net hairspray and Listerine mouthwash and I
smile…those smell like family, they smell like home
Sometimes I see the triangular slices of cheese sitting on the shelf
waiting for little hands to grab and smush and gobble it up
Sometimes I taste cucumber salad and meatballs and macaroni and chocolate cake with white frosting…made with love, just for me.
Sometimes I feel Grammy’s hand holding mine with love.
Sometimes
I wonder if Grammy still sees me today and
I wonder how she made the best meals and
I wonder if I’m anything like her and I wonder when I’ll see her again and
I wonder if I close my eyes really tight, maybe…just maybe I can still feel her holding my hand.
 
 
I love you!
Happy Birthday Grammy!
 
(Here’s a link to a short video of Papa talking about Grammy!)
 Papa talking about Grammy
June 25 2013

Quick write…afternoon at the pool

Today our assignment was to write about a favorite place using sensory details. This is a rough and quickly written description of time at the pool. It doesn’t represent my best writing, but I wrote today and I do think with more time and revision, I could use this. Enjoy and thanks for reading!

 La Peyrecout - Swimming Pool towards Trees

http://www.flickr.com/photos/lapeyrecout/with/273120508/

Floating in the chlorine blue water, smelling the faux coconut of sunscreen and listening to the voices makes me smile. I’ve always been the first one into the water and the last one out. Swimming in the pool brings memories of family and happiness. Drippy watermelon and singed hot dogs feed my belly and the water hugging me feeds my soul. How is it that everything feels like it’s going to be ok while I’m floating in water? Water drowns my worry.