children

Children: Our most valuable natural resource.

Tony and Frankie
‘Come on Jaden, we’re going to be late!’ My little brother slammed the trailer door behind himself. ‘We wouldn’t be late if you’d waken up on time Ema.’ He ran are old Subaru and got in next to me. I started the engine and backed out are drive. It took half an hour to get into town and I dropped Jaden off minutes before the bell rang then high tailed it over to the dinner where I worked.
By Sierra Reding4 years ago in Families
Molly and Her Monsters
Molly slowly opened her eyes. She stretched and yawned welcoming in the new day after a good night’s sleep. Suddenly she remembered it was a school day. She jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom mirror. Much to her disappointment nothing had changed. Her freckles were still there, and her bright red hair didn’t change to a beautiful golden blond or brown.
By Caroline-StoryGirlCA4 years ago in Families
Children Simply Are Not Affordable
Are children affordable in your area? Consider yourself lucky. Living in the Bay Area all my life and into my 20s has taught me that unless you have an income of 100,000 coming in a year, don't have them.
By Chantel4 years ago in Families
Marie Mazel and the Marigolds
There once was house that sat high on a hill, It was owned by a family and a dad named Bill. The grass grew wild and needed a mow,
By Stephanie Colella 4 years ago in Families
MILLIE AND THE MAGICAL MARIGOLDS
On a usual warm sunny day at 2 Birds No Stones Horse Hospital & Homestead the stable workers are all busy feeding the horses and keeping the stable clean. The mares and ponies enjoy all of the attention and care that they receive from the team as the love is shown in abundance. Sometimes one of the workers will take out his violin to play for the horses while they are recovering from a surgery, as the music gives them a feeling of peace. It is a beautiful recovery homestead located near a small lake that has three little tiny ducks that love to waddle up to the house daily to say “Hello” and receive a bite to eat after breakfast has been served.
By Maria McKnight4 years ago in Families
By Choice
Somewhere in an overpopulated city with smoggy skies and angry pedestrians, lied a hospital. This certain hospital was named St. Reyes’ Hospital and it was directly across from a large flower boutique. Many infants and sick people were filed through each day. Each nurse berated or belittled hourly, and at least two accidents in the parking lot was the usual for St. Reyes. Though in a particularly understaffed time, something extraordinarily special happened.
By Celia Lyon4 years ago in Families
Pop Up Camper
It was the first and only time I remember fainting. We were on a cross country trip to the west coast to visit my west coast cousins. It was a difficult trip. We, a family of six — parents, me and my three brothers were all travelling by car pulling a pop-up camper.
By jean compton4 years ago in Families
The Williams Family
The Williams family lived in a nice neighborhood in southeastern Utah. They had three boys and three girls: Steven, Richard, Cameron, Susan, Caroline, and Mary. The parents did their best to teach them to get along. Mrs. Williams loved to grow flowers in her garden. The girls loved flowers too, particularly Mary, who was seven years old. Mary loved the color yellow. Her favorite flower was daisies. She loved to wear yellow dresses, t-shirts, shorts, and pantsuits that had daisies on them. She loved to take walks with her sisters up to the hill close to where they lived. The sisters had discovered a garden there that was full of different colors of flowers like they had at home. They were told that they could visit this garden after they had done their daily chores.
By Darla M Seely4 years ago in Families
Soccer Memories
Soccer is a popular children’s sport in our area. I never played, but I grew up watching my nephew play. Must mention here that my nephew is only six years younger than me so I was not an adult when I first fell in love with the game.
By Kaiz 4 years ago in Families
My Mom Never Played by the Rules When It Came to Her Children
“A mother’s love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity. It dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path.” –Agatha Christie
By Toni Crowe4 years ago in Families
The End Was Only The Beginning
My story started way back when I was just a child. I was very shy, so I didn't have very many friends. That changed when I was in the sixth grade, when I met her. To others, she was the weird one. She laughed too loud. She wanted to be everyone's friend. She was different. The day I met her, my entire life changed. Even over a decade later, I can barely believe the extent of the impact she would have on my life.
By Jaz B4 years ago in Families
A Meditative State in Just Being
6:27 am. I open my eyes just enough to see the morning hues slithering themselves through the side of the slightly drawn curtain. Mmmmm. Should I or should I rather not? I look over to my left and see my two year old sun kissed prince is fast asleep, so, I might as well.
By Sarai4 years ago in Families