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  • February 6, 2014

    February 6, 2014

    I was talking to a fifth grade girl yesterday and she asked me if I had ever been picked on for my dream. I said, “Do you mean did people make fun of me for wanting to a writer?” And she said, “Yes.” I said, “Well, there were some people who mocked me pretty relentlessly.”…

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  • September 20, 2011

    September 20, 2011

    On Friday, I was behind a father and a son as they walked home together from the bus stop. At one point, the boy (seven or eight years old) stopped and held himself very still. He was staring into a patch of flowers–sunflowers and cosmos and black-eyed susans. His father kept walking. “Dad,” the boy…

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