"All right, everyone! It's time for show-and-tell!" shouted Mrs. Endersbe. "Go get your things and then come sit in a circle here. Sally! Put your shoes back on. Thank you." The young students rushed around the classroom, smashing their chairs into desks, some ripping open their Dora the Explorer and Spiderman backpacks, their hands plunging inside them, searching for their special items to bring to the circle. Within what seemed like seconds, every child was sitting in a sloppy semi-circle on the blue carpet around Mrs. Endersbe.
"Jack," she called, and the first presenter stood up and faced the class, his back against the blackboard. He du
Swava walked into the Cactus Club restaurant with her best friend, both carrying recent purchases from their favourite store, Winners - purchases that would surely cause an argument from their husbands if they found out they had spent money on clothes. The tall hostess greeted them and asked, "Ladies' night out?" The two friends looked at each other, then back up at the young woman and said, "Yes." The hostess turned to face the dark modern tables and when she did so, Swava saw a large dragon tattoo that went from her neck down to her back and even onto her shoulders. Her lip twitched slightly and she quickly diverted her attention to somethi
I was lying on my modern cream-coloured couch with my eyes closed, just thinking, trying to process all that has happened and all that was going to happen. "You're not getting any younger," my mother's reminder resounded in my head. "You're not getting any younger and then one day you won't be able to have any of your own." That's why I was so glad I had found George.
I let my mind wander into the past and I thought of the times George and I had talked about children. We would sit in the park and watch the kids play. We'd say things like, "I'd never say that to our child" and "I wonder what ours would be like." He wanted kids as much as I di
