Nonfiction
"Whispers of the Dragonfly: A Magical Tale of Transformation". Content Warning.
Delve into the enchanting world of "Whispers of the Dragonfly: A Magical Tale of Transformation," where the magic of dragonflies reveals profound lessons of unity, growth, and love. Join Elara on her transformative journey as she uncovers the secrets of these mystical creatures and embarks on a quest to spread their timeless message. The table of contents guides you through a captivating narrative filled with symbolism, wonder, and the promise of change.
By Esse Naeemah Ali2 years ago in Chapters
NANCY. Content Warning.
In a quaint village nestled amidst rolling hills and lush greenery, there lived a young woman named Nancy. Her name, "Nancy," held ancient meanings that whispered of grace and charm. Her life was a living testament to the beauty of her name's significance.
By Esse Naeemah Ali2 years ago in Chapters
PATRICIA. Content Warning.
"Discovering the Hidden Stories, Origins, and Significance of Names" In the ancient annals of history, the name Patricia held a significance that resonated through the ages. It was a name that bore the weight of wholeheartedness, poise, and an insatiable pursuit of perfectionism. The echoes of its meaning could be heard in the corridors of empires long past, whispered in the halls of grandeur.
By Esse Naeemah Ali2 years ago in Chapters
Oh, Canada
Chapter 8 On Saturday morning, I was up first and grabbed the bathroom before the other dancers soiled it. After my hair had dried, I got dressed and threw my winter gear on to walk to confession. The other day when I went uptown to the Immigration Office, I saw a Catholic Church about five or six blocks from Hanrahan's strip club, and I marched off in that direction.
By Tina D'Angelo2 years ago in Chapters
Sunflower
Last year all of my sunflowers died. I started the seeds early and followed all the basic instructions to raise the plants, but as soon as I planted them outside, they all disappeared slowly. Supposedly the bunnies in my backyard love them as salad. This year I promised myself no matter what, my sunflowers would live. From the mistakes of the previous year, I took notes and started my seeds indoors, early. On about five egg containers my little seeds began their lives with a moist touch of soil. I kept them by the window where the sun reaches the most. From ritual watering and motivational speeches, my baby sunflowers started sprouting one by one. It is a joy to watch the seeds sprout with the potential of growing into a forest. I started daydreaming of a walk in our backyard, surrounded by sunflowers.
By Homayra Adiba2 years ago in Chapters
The Day the Towers Fell
Where were you when the Twin Towers were struck on September 11, 2001, at 7:14 AM CDT? Do you even remember what you did that day if you were even born? I remember vividly what I was doing that day, and I will never forget seeing those Towers falling as I watched the news.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Chapters
Retrieval
Blame is such a serious accusation. In a court of law, it requires evidence when seeking an indictment or conviction. It can be cruel, relentless, and can even precipitate wars. Blame is often misplaced and sometimes displaced in a thinly veiled, manipulative way. I think that for us, it was a great deal of all these things - and more - blended into one colossal, combustible bomb.
By Cindy Calder2 years ago in Chapters
One-Pot Chicken and Cabbage Soup. Content Warning.
Step-by-step instructions to Shred Cabbage for the Soup With regards to setting up the cabbage for your flavorful one-pot chicken soup, destroying it into fine, uniform pieces is vital. Follow these steps toward accomplishing the ideal cabbage shreds:
By John Biz242 years ago in Chapters
Un-American Girl
Six-year-old me did not understand why I had to go to the little room away from my classmates. Six-year-old me could not comprehend what all the hubbub was about; did I not speak well enough? Was something wrong with me? No, that couldn't be. Surely my parents would have noticed if something were amiss. I didn't need translation assistance; I spoke English, but my British English did not fare well with the American school system.
By Marilyn Glover2 years ago in Chapters
