Judey Kalchik
Bio
It's my time to find and use my voice.
Poetry, short stories, memories, and a lot of things I think and wish I'd known a long time ago.
You can also find me on Medium
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Fifth Grade Friendship Poll
I’m sitting on the closed toilet at home holding a creased and folded square of paper in my hands, afraid to open it. It all started that morning. I’m 10 years old, new girl in, just transferred to this school. I have the fun teacher for homeroom, the one that likes to do crafts. The one that helps with the music program. That’s a plus.
By Judey Kalchik 5 years ago in Confessions
Just a Slice Full of Sugar Helps the Schedule Go Down
This story is part of the Vocal Cooks Collaborate series. Click Here for an index of all the recipe posts. The latest recipes are Arpad Nagy's The Gorgeous Gluten Free Bread You've Been Waiting For, and Call Me Les' Dinner and a Story, Paper Bag Princess with a side of Popcorn Chicken.
By Judey Kalchik 5 years ago in Fiction
My First Job Could Have Been My Last
I was a teenaged telemarketer. It was my first actual job. In my senior year of high school, I got an after-school job in downtown Pittsburgh. I’d looked through the Sunday paper and found an ad for phone sales. Went to the address, filled out the paperwork, and was hired. Pay would be a weekly check.
By Judey Kalchik 5 years ago in Viva
Sidonglobophobia and Misophonia
There's a certain type of snow that is flakey, wet snow in the above freezing air, and compacts under the feet when walked upon, giving off a squeaky 'ginchy' sound as it compresses under the walker's weight. In Sweden, they call this 'knarra', which translates into 'creak' I call it ginchy and have used that word for as long as I can remember.
By Judey Kalchik 5 years ago in Psyche
How NOT to Travel in Chicago
When I was in bookselling the month of May meant BEA- that's the Book Expo America. Pre-COVID is was held exclusively in New York City, but there was a time it floated between NYC, LA, and Chicago. The year after I moved to Michigan it was in Chicago and I was excited to attend.
By Judey Kalchik 5 years ago in Wander
We Move in the Direction That We Face
When I was 15 my boyfriend told me I was beautiful. I believed him. When I looked into the mirror I saw a pretty girl looking back at me. When I was 16 my parents told me I was fat. I believed them. When I looked into the mirror I saw a fat girl. The pretty girl was gone. I must have eaten her.
By Judey Kalchik 5 years ago in Motivation
