Maurice Bernier
Bio
I am a diehard New Yorker! I was born in, raised in and love my NYC. My blood bleeds orange & blue for my New York Mets. I hope that you like my work. I am cranking them out as fast as I can. Please enjoy & share with your friends.
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Lovers No More (Ch. 5)
I really had no idea of what I was getting into when I signed up for college. I was totally dumbstruck at the notion of the fact that I was no longer in high school. I was now in the big waters of serious business. I was in with the big boys and girls now. If I was going to become a teacher, I needed to get started with and deal with reality and not dreams. I told myself that if I worked really hard and got my Bachelors degree, I could still show up Eddie. I wanted this mainly for myself. The race had begun. All the time, I knew that he was having the time of his life with me not being around. I had that feeling myself. I was happy for most of my last year. Now, it was his turn. I could practically hear him throwing a party all the way from Middle Village. He must have been in seventh Heaven knowing that I wasn’t going to be around for a while. I could only imagine how happy he must have been. He took away my dream before graduation. Now, there was nobody there to rob him of his dream. I was hoping that someone would have done that to him. I was able to live with that concept up until a point.
By Maurice Bernier8 years ago in Humans
Lovers No More (Ch. 2)
This was probably the best September start that I have ever had in my entire life. I had one year of high school under my belt and eagerly awaited for the second. This time, the building took on a whole new look. It was as if I were a part of the place. I felt more comfortable and quite secure. The new Maurice was definitely much better than the old one.
By Maurice Bernier8 years ago in Humans
Lovers No More (Ch. 4)
I finally made it to my last year of CK. I was feeling on top of the world. I wanted this to be my golden year. I worked hard to become a senior. I was now focused. I had only one goal: Go to college. I was anticipating nothing short but great things for myself. Musically, I spent my entire summer getting ready for a music conservatory. With Mr. Williams’ help, I had practiced the Hayden Trumpet Concerto until it rang in my head on a daily basis.
By Maurice Bernier8 years ago in Humans
Lovers No More (Ch. 3)
I had a really good time last year-too good a time. Now, I was more on my own than ever before. I felt like I was no longer a part of the St. Catherine of Sienna crowd even though I still had to identify myself in that manner. It was just a formality or an affirmation. It wasn’t like I was saying that I loved it. I just wanted to be sure that if there was another Maurice Bernier, and it could have happened, roaming CK, I was the one who suffered through SCS. Now, I was beginning probably the hardest time since I entered the place.
By Maurice Bernier8 years ago in Humans
Lovers No More (Ch. 1)
I have lived in Hell for close to nine years—nine long, tough, trying years. I went to school there. I learned my academic subjects there. I had to wear a uniform. I even went out to play in its yard every once in a while. Actually, I do remember going home from time to time to have lunch.
By Maurice Bernier8 years ago in Humans
Cell Phone Etiquette!!!
Will somebody please tell me something? What in the world is wrong with some people? When I was a lad no bigger than a banana, they had this extraordinary device called a telephone at home. It was nice and, like me, it only came in black. As I grew older (and maybe dumber), I discovered that these devices were also outside scattered around in various neighborhoods. The difference is that you needed a coin (10 cents) to operate them. And, like home, you had the added luxury called privacy. At home, if you were alone, no one else could hear your conversation. Outside, all you had to do is step into the phone booth, close the door behind you, drop your dime into the device, dial the number and chat away. It (and life) was that easy.
By Maurice Bernier8 years ago in 01
Why Should I Bother Anymore?
Why should I bother? I am NOT Superman! Now that I got that out of the way, I can continue writing my article. Why did I start off like this? Did anyone actually confuse me for the Man of Steel? Nope, but sometimes, I tend to forget who I am and why am here on this planet.
By Maurice Bernier8 years ago in Longevity
The End of Dating for Me!
I am 61-years-old. I wish that I had a fascinating story to tell you, but I don't have one. I have seen things and been through things that no one cares to hear about. So, I will concentrate on talking about the imaginary — my dating life.
By Maurice Bernier8 years ago in Humans
Loneliness
Let me sum this whole article up in two words: LONELINESS SUCKS!!! Now that I got that little formality out of the way, let me begin. Loneliness is something you may not want to wish on your best or worst enemy. It is NOT something you want in your life. You don't want to be bothered by tons of people, either, but you can at least whittle down a crowd to a more acceptable group. When you are alone, you need to come up with someone, but you can't get it done. It is impossible.
By Maurice Bernier8 years ago in Humans
Sunrise! Sunset!
There is an old roadway tune from the musical called Fiddler on the Roof. I am not going to get into the entire play, but it has always found me drawn to one of its tunes, "Sunrise! Sunset!" Little did I realize, this tune showed me how I look at my life.
By Maurice Bernier8 years ago in Longevity
