humanity

Humanity begins at home.

Remember This Day
If you know anything about people of color, it’s this: Sunday is church day. No matter who you are, what job you do, and how much money you have or don’t have, in my neighborhood on Sunday people attend church. Anything outside of that is considered sacrilege.
By J. R. Floyd5 years ago in Families
Mom and Dad and the Camera
On a chilly spring day in 1955, my family drives to West Point to watch the cadets march. My sisters talk excitedly as we drive from Hastings-on-Hudson. I sit between them on the back seat.
By Caroni Lombard5 years ago in Families
The Time I Shaved a Dead Body
Given the choice, most people would prefer a sudden, quick death over a long, drawn-out demise. We are selfish. The sudden unexpected option is a much sadder experience for our loved ones. When we linger on, whether in a hospital or at our homes, our family members get a comforting sense of relief once we pass as our suffering has ended. They’ll remind each other that we’re now in a better place.
By Adrian R5 years ago in Families
Time Travelers Notebook
The rain begins to pour down and small water pools form outside as Evan flips the sign in the window of Reader’s Café from ‘OPEN’ to ‘CLOSED.’ Grabbing his jacket and bag from the upstairs office, he looks at the picture of his parents on the wall. They are standing in front of the café all smiles on the first day it opened.
By Angelica E. 5 years ago in Families
The Motherlode
The little café on Church street buzzed with the usual hum of activity belonging to small town coffee shops. The hum of the machinery, murmurs of people talking, and sound of coffee pouring was always soothing to Isabella Cadeaux. There were few places so conducive to writing as coffee shops, with their perceived air of invisibility and a sense of tranquil coziness. It was easy for anyone to slip into a different skin than to be all of who they were. To hide behind a computer instead of face their reality.
By Cloe Mathers5 years ago in Families
I had a dream
"Stop counting. It will be not enough" - said my inner voice but I did not listen. "Don't you understand? " he keeps talking in my head. "Don't you? You will never win such a competition!!!"
By Tsvetina Kazanjieva5 years ago in Families
Mein Wunderkind
Aaron Ackermann’s earliest memories of his childhood was watching Happy Days and the Mickie Mouse club on a small, shoddy TV with the orphan children, all crammed in a small room. He always was told his day would come, but like many other children he shared this room with, the day never did. Every day as a young boy, he felt his number would come up and a happy family would take him in. He stayed awake at night, dreaming of one day belonging to a loving family like he had seen on TV. A doting mother, cooking dinner for the family after being kissed by a hardworking yet loving father as he finished a hard days work. The American Dream had been advertised on TV, and seemed like something anyone could obtain if they wished deeply enough. Aaron’s dreams slowly faded into sadness as he aged, and watched some of his friends receive that calling he never would.
By Ashley D5 years ago in Families
Family
There was a noise of chattering in the corridor. Then the door of the student accommodation burst open by a fierce gush of the cold wind bringing the snowflakes inside.
By Rex5 years ago in Families
Treasure Quest
“Are we there yet?” Elu huffed. Sweat streamed down her flushed face, and her chest heaved for air as she panted. “I’m thirsty and my feet hurt.”
By Brooke Hash5 years ago in Families
Buying Extra Time
Caw. Caw. Caw. Oh, Gerald, I thought to myself. Gerald was a crow who had decided to take up residence outside my bedroom window for the last ten years of my life. He also just so happened to be an early riser. I glanced over at my alarm clock, only to see that it was only three-thirty in the morning. Groaning, I sat up and walked over to the window putting most of my body weight under it to get the old thing moving. As the window slid up the track it made a terrible whining noise and I cringed, listening for movement elsewhere in the house. Once I knew I hadn’t disturbed anyone’s slumber, I returned my attention to Gerald.
By C. L. Henderson5 years ago in Families
Finding home
There are many things I want to do this year, I have big plans and I finally feel like I’m in the right place to start them.
By Red5 years ago in Families
Taking out the Trash
This year we have heard the word essential more than any other time in my life. Essential goods and services, essential employees, essentials to buy, essential vitamins and so many people going without the bare essentials to lead a healthy and productive life.
By Karen Diane5 years ago in Families