I’m Hungry

[November 22, 2000. I pick nine-year-old Paris up from school. As soon as we get in the car, she starts.] (Luckily, I had the tape recorder on.) P: I’m hungry I’m hungry I’m hungry.F: What do you want to eat?P: I don’t know. I’m hungry I’m hungry I’m hungry I’m hungry I’m hungry…F: Alright! We’ll …

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Falling Stars

[Autobiographical incident, written 10/12/04, school period ½]          I was lying on a cot full of fuzzy comfortable blankets, I was so warm and tired so I didn’t want to get up. I couldn’t ignore that annoying hand that kept coming back and poking and shaking me, nor those strange high pitch noises that the intruder …

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