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sande-boritz-berger's picture
Jul.25.2012
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jessica-barksdale-inclan's picture
Jul.25.2012
I've always craved a mentor, even now. The thought sends contented waves of joy through me. Thinking the word "mentor" makes me believe I could relax, fall back upon the pillows of help and aid and actually figure it all out. In my demented mind, a mentor is a guide, a parent, an air traffic...
cher-eaves's picture
Jul.25.2012
"Virginia," we don't use last names in hospice, "has a reputation as a hard case," the volunteer coordinator told me. When I knocked at her door, Virginia's neighbor David introduced me to Virgie and her dachshund, Maxwell. "Really hateful, so watch your ankles," David warned. Did he mean...
kevin-arnold's picture
Jul.25.2012
In a fiction seminar I took at Stanford summer school in the early 1980s, the teacher, Chuck Kinder, brought Raymond Carver to class.  Carver was well over six feet with the quiet demeanor of a man much smaller.  He had just published another story in Esquire and was thoughtfully upbeat...
christopher-cudworth's picture
Jul.25.2012
It takes a lot of work to flunk algebra. You have to be able to tolerate both guilt and the patent insecurity faced when classmates realize you are hopelessly behind, and therefore think you might actually be stupid.   But I was a hard worker and fought through the shame to accomplish the task...
b-lynn-goodwin's picture
Jul.25.2012
So sorry about the loss of Ray Bradbury. I don't know if the "blue light from the television spilling onto the street" was his, but it stayed with me all these years as a look at dual worlds co-existing. So does the idea of a stepping on a butterfly and changing the world, which was in Bradbury's...
b-lynn-goodwin's picture
Jul.25.2012
So sorry about the loss of Ray Bradbury. I don't know if the "blue light from the television spilling onto the street" was his, but it stayed with me all these years as a look at dual worlds co-existing. So does the idea of a stepping on a butterfly and changing the world, which was in Bradbury's...
christina-hamlett's picture
Jul.25.2012
By the summer of 1978, I had already launched the first season of my touring repertory company, The Hamlett Players. Our excerpts from classic plays were met with mixed reviews; we did a nice job with the material, the audience said, but it was disconcerting to only see 15 minutes of a story and...
lawrence-grobel's picture
Jul.25.2012
His name was Enrique and he was in charge of the Spanish audio room at UCLA, where I begrudgingly went as a freshman to put on ear phones and listen to the Spanish I was trying to learn. He would correct my pronunciation, he would try to be helpful, and from the look in his eyes, he knew what I...
michael-seidel's picture
Jul.25.2012
I'm not sure about the differences about mentors and teachers. Mentor seems more formal and elegant, echoing with images of someone watching over you, correcting you and encouraging you. But that's what my teachers did.  When I consider my life and who made the greatest differences, two...