I HAVE A VISION_Trip of a Lifetime_THE ARTICHOKE FIELD_HE WAS LATE FOR THAT APPONTMENT TOO
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I HAVE A VISION
“Five years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the emancipation proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon of light of hope to millions of negro slaves...” My mother said, lowering her voice, and finally stopping. She looked away from the notepad that read-- Martin Luther King Jr’s “I have a dream” speech. I was fast asleep. My mother kissed my forehead and got up from her chair. She looked back at me and shook her head. Then she frowned. She opened the door, and closed it, quietly, in an attempt to not wake me up. “The bills. Have you paid ...
Trip of a Lifetime
“Got your keys?”, yes, I answered as we hurried out the door. We were on our way to the airport. Consumed by our checklists and carry-on bags, time was of the essence to avoid missing our flight. It was our third year together. Nathaniel and I were college sweethearts who’d met in my junior year and his senior year. Now that we were totally engrossed in adulting, we both managed to scrape our coins together and take a trip. You know, one of those all-inclusive getaways that would make us feel likwww.onedoor.cce we’d work hard to play harder, but only in correlation to our starter salaries. He’d been working...
THE ARTICHOKE FIELD
THE ARTICHOKE FIELD “ Listen to me darling , as I have told you a lot of times, uh…I have to repeat it every day, uh…, what they do in their field is their business. It does not concern us! We have no right to interfere, we don’t have the right to put our nose into it!” Babel said snorting, almost angry, standing stubbornly turned towards the window, as if he didn’t even want to see her. He had just awake, was feeling still half asleep, and that …blessed woman , who was his wife, damnation, was again saying that the Richmond, their neighbors, had gone there, in their field, the last night too...
HE WAS LATE FOR THAT APPONTMENT TOO
HE WAS LATE FOR THAT APPOINTMENT TOO Terrence had always been a latecomer. His schoolmates, from elementary school, remembered that there had been no a day that he didn’t arrive in class, out of breath, all in a hurry, always after the lessons had already begun. Even when he was no longer a child, Terrence continued to be regularly late. He arrived late not only to appointments with doctor, with dentist, but even with girls to whom he cared a lot, with whom he had to insist very much because they agreed to meet him. Not to mention his delays at job interviews when he had started looking for...