[Continued from My New World–A Short Story–Part Four] That day was a great one. I had my first swimming lesson, made a century, and started to bake a leather belt. Everyone was baffled. Again, I was a mystery. Only two […]
[Continued from My New World – A Short Story – Part Three] We walked out the dirt road and took a narrow path up toward the mountain. At first I walked heavily and made enough noise for three boys. I […]
[Continued from My New World – A Short Story – Part Two] “What are you laughing at, boy ? ” His voice startled me. I ’d expected a squeaky, tired voice, but instead it was rather deep and I remember […]
I do not know how to swim. We have been told about the Tower Of Babel. Poets have waxed eloquent about the futility of language in expressions; the futility of words to convey what we felt at a given moment. […]
I walk alone through this world below, Through the wilderness of toil and strife; With nature as a friend and the world as a foe, And a will for a future life. I walk alone in the darkness here Toward […]
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