Month: January 2021

“Matthew,” Mom said, walking into my bedroom one day. Behind her stood my dad and my sister Lucy. They all wore shy, excited smiles. Lucy had her hands clasped and she kept discreetly wiping her eyes and sniffing.   “What’s going on?” I asked, standing up.  “We…” Mom paused...

The quarantine started the week before my birthday, last March. It was a blow, because suddenly everything was shut down and I couldn’t go anywhere. I had planned on going on a girl’s date with my mom, to go to a coffeeshop somewhere and just have fun. I hadn’t...

It’s funny. When I am doing things like cleaning the living room and washing dishes and doing math homework, I get a lot of ideas about what to blog about. I’ll see a book I enjoyed lying on the shelf, pick it up and think fondly, “I could write...

I’ve been blessed in my life with really good friendships. I’ve never been the sort of person who has scads of friends, always making new ones and never growing close to any of them. Instead, I have a small, intimate group of friends that I am always getting to...

Hey y’all! It’s been over a week since I’ve posted anything, which is surprising, even to me. I don’t have a specific thing to write about tonight, so I’m going to bring up a new topic: Latin! If you know me, you know that Latin is my favorite subject...

…”The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed, which a man took and planted in his field. Though it is the smallest of all seeds, when it grows, it is the largest of garden plants and becomes a tree, so that the birds come and perch in its...

Have you ever stayed up past midnight reading a novel? I have. Multiple times. Usually it’s when I’m reading a new book, one I haven’t read before. If it’s a part of a series, that’s even better, because then I have more to look forward to. Sometimes I wonder...

This is the first book/movie review I’m writing, because Little Women is one of my favorite classic novels. If you love the book Little Women like I do, then you either love or hate the movie adaptions of it. If you are a complete perfectionist who won’t watch the...

Once upon a time, in the kingdom of Ulambria, a boy was born. His dim-witted parents, (who just happened to be the King and Queen) named him Prince Pumpernickel the Pitiful. But that was a mistake, because he wasn’t pitiful at all. Nor was he a pumpernickel. But no...

Emery stared blankly at her father, then back at the jar, then at her father again. “It’s not doing anything,” she stated. “Just wait,” said dad, picking up the jar gently and turning it. “See this here? It’s called a cocoon.” He set the jar down again, his eyes...