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Submitted to Contest #198
Prepare yourselves for a wild ride of workplace drama and petty disputes. This is a one-sided, completely biased account of my personal experiences in the wondrous world of teaching. I can't promise that everything I recount is 100% accurate, but what I can say for certain is that it affected me greatly, and now it's time to share the inside scoop on how schools really work. Now lest you go and try to figure out who and what I am writing about, keep in mind that I’ve worked in five different schools. So before you go implicating yourself i...
Submitted to Contest #197
Racing around to different canvases on the lower deck with my five year old was surprisingly fun as a grown woman. Julian and I loved speed drawing so much that we stuck around for the next activity. Egg drop. Peering down four stories in the fanciest part of the ship, I understood why people got swept away by the magic of a cruise. Everything glittered. Double spiral staircases. Endless pastries, unlimited drinks (depending on your wallet). From the top of the balcony, ready to drop our bubble-wrapped precious cargo, I glimpsed her:...
Submitted to Contest #191
“I feel alive,” Tanya said. “You’re not,” assured a voice coming from overhead. “Hmpf,” Tanya sighed. She thought she was invincible. Her liver certainly had been tested enough. “Wait, Dad?” Her head cocked toward the sound. “I am whoever you need me to be,” responded the sound. “Oh, that’s fucked up.” Tanya looked around. It seemed as if the place was an endless plane of white. It was dead silent, aside from her voice and the one from overhead. The temperature was pleasant–not too hot, not too cold. ...
Submitted to Contest #190
“Speak now,” Papa said after I gulped down my third glass of water. My throat was dry, and I had woken up for probably the third time in an hour needing to pee. The situation had gotten so bad that my dad pulled the couch next to the bathroom door since I was too tired to go down the stairs every time I needed to use the bathroom. My dad's girlfriend Ming kept giving me little sugar pills, insisting that it was some holistic medication that would help whatever my ailment was. “Papa,” I squeaked. “I really need to see the doctor.” I b...
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