Has Back-to-School snuck up on you? It has to me. One minute it’s summer, the next it’s time to welcome students back, send kids off to school, or get started on studying.
We’re nearly a week into the Rio de Janeiro Olympics. Others have likely covered most topics already, from gold medal winners to women competitors to Mr. Phelps’ game face. But, as I watched the games and listened to the announcers, two thoughts have lodged themselves in my head: cross-cultural sportsmanship and the power of the human body.
Sometimes everything happens at once. In this case, the carefully managed chaos worked like a beautifully oiled machine.
Ali Montgomery is on vacation in Tennessee. She loves the woodsy setting of her aunt and uncle’s home, but isn’t allowed to explore outside alone. So when Colton – the boy living with her aunt and uncle – sneaks out of the house and invites Ali to tag along, Ali must make the choice whether to stay with her annoying little cousins or take advantage of the opportunity to explore the trees.
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Identity theorist Erik Erikson said, “To truly meet others with whom we share a ‘we,’ one must have a sense of ‘I’.”
Sometimes a day does not go as planned. We’ve all had them. The car won’t start; we slip on ice; co-worker calls in; friends cancel; kids get sick. We can meticulously plan our days or even years and then something happens to disrupt those well-laid ideas.
Choices. Like Ali Montgomery, I had a choice to make: do I dare step out of my comfort zone? Do I republish one of my short stories? Yes, I dared, but you’ll have to read “Choices Amid the Trees” to see what choices Ali makes.
Everyone dreams of going to Paris. Except Sophie Brooks. She has to go to the City of Lights because her father is getting remarried. What she finds there is more than just an uncomfortable family dynamic, she discovers Paris may not be that bad after all.
When a tragedy, such as the recent events in Florida, strikes, I find myself either staring at the television in horror or running from every form of media because my heart is too broken to bear any more.
As school lets out and summer begins, what are some of your favorite summertime memories?