You're gonna miss thisYou're gonna want this backYou're gonna wish these days hadn't gone by so fastThese Are Some Good TimesSo take a good look aroundYou may not know it now But you're gonna miss this I feel like it hits me like a ton of bricks. I'll be teaching and I'll feel my heart contract… Continue reading You’re Gonna Miss This
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“Anonymous Ripped Off Treasure”
"Somebody almost walked off wid alla my stuff. Not my poems or dance I gave up in the street, but somebody almost walked off wid alla my stuff like a kleptomaniac workin hard & forgettin while stealin. This is mine; this ain't your stuff. Now why don't you put me back & let me hang out… Continue reading “Anonymous Ripped Off Treasure”
Reflections Upon Being Suspended in Time
For what it's worth: it's never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There's no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope… Continue reading Reflections Upon Being Suspended in Time
The Parent Promise
Every teacher goes to their fair share of parent/teacher conferences. There are those that are very in and out, and then there are those that feel like they gut you. They are the ones that you sit or stand there and know that if something doesn't change with this child their road might end soon.… Continue reading The Parent Promise
When a Piece Reads You
It has now officially been over a year since I graduated. May 26, 2011 seems like a lifetime ago on some days, and on other days I can remember distinctly the way the sun felt on me as I posed for millions of photos as if it were yesterday. For the majority of the past year… Continue reading When a Piece Reads You
The Ones That Slip Away
It is hard for people with personalities like mine to feel as though someone has “slipped through the cracks” on “our watch.” We believe as though we can help everyone. But the truth is that it is sometimes beyond our control. Even upon realization, however, it is sometimes still hard to cope. In October of… Continue reading The Ones That Slip Away
A Visit to the Old Neighborhood
Yesterday, I made the a little over an hour journey by tro-tro from Atomic Down, my new home, to Adenta Down, my old home. The trip was relatively easy, as I only had to transfer once. When I got off the tro-tro, I was a little thrown off as the last stop was not the… Continue reading A Visit to the Old Neighborhood
The Things I Carry
Not many people know this, but for over the last week and a half I have been going through a very stressful ordeal concerning my passport. I sent my passport in at the beginning of August to the Ghana embassy in order to get my visa squared away for my upcoming trip. It arrived at… Continue reading The Things I Carry
Odelia Younge 