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About hdh
I have been telling stories for over 40 years and writing forever. I am a retired teacher and storyteller. I hope to expand upon my repertoire and use this blog as a place to do writing. The main purpose is to give me and others that choose to comment, a space in which to play with issues that deal with storytelling, storytelling ideas, storytelling in education, reactions to events, and just plain fun stories. I explore some of my own writing throughout, from character analysis, to fictional, to poetry, and personal stories. I go wherever my muse sends me. Enjoy!What the…?
What the…? I awoke to the sound of screeching tires outside my bedroom window, which was odd. Following the tire sound, flashing lights poured through my window, like those of an emergency rescue vehicle. That was also odd. You see, … Continue reading →
The Box
The Box It was an ornate box, just sitting there. Charles knew that it must have belonged to someone. But there was no one around. Who leaves an ornate box in the middle of a forest, sitting on a well-traveled … Continue reading →
An Apple a Day Keeps the …
An Apple a Day Keeps the… Criminal Court is called to order. In front of us, we have the class action suit of People vs. Apple producers and distributors. The charges are as follows. Willing production of a product that … Continue reading →
Healing Sounds
Healing Sounds A chord is played as the music begins. My eyes begin to close. A tune arises in my head, and my body sets itself into a relaxing, mindfulness mode. I begin to heal. The music calls to me. … Continue reading →
What My Eyes Saw
What My Eyes Saw In the last two weeks, I’ve had many of out-of-body experiences. Some were real, as surgeons took things out of my body and stitched or glued them back into other parts of my body. I was … Continue reading →
Keep Your Eye on That Kid!
Keep Your Eye on That Kid! When I was young, my mother always took me shopping for food. My parents didn’t drive, so we always walked. One place we always shopped was the butcher shop. It was about two … Continue reading →
To Be or Bot to Be
To Be or Bot To Be? For many people, as they get older, their heart can’t keep pace with what it used to do. There are many causes. For some, it might be a faulty heart valve that needs replacing … Continue reading →
The Secret Garden
The Secret Garden Adapted from my memories of The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett I have a secret garden. It covers lots of ground. There should be lots of flowers. But weeds grow all around. I have no … Continue reading →
The House
The House He found a key. What did it go to? He found it on the ground right outside the house. His memory of the house was that it had been empty for years. Sources said it had been abandoned … Continue reading →
A Timely Visit
Author’s note: This story was created from a Picture Prompt. A Timely Visit The year was 1959. Paul and Clara stood peering from the bedroom doorway of their Mountain View, California home at their five-year-old adopted son. Paul dressed in … Continue reading →
