Author Archives: hdh

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!

The Love of Spinach

The Love of Spinach “I’m strong to the finish, cause I eats me spinach, I’m Popeye the sailor man.” Toot, Toot. I grew up watching the Popeye cartoon every time it came on TV.  Of course, that influenced my enjoyment … Continue reading

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Wishes

Wishes Charles was a simple man. Everyone liked him and enjoyed his company. He was a man of high ideals. If only the world would be at peace, if only all sicknesses could be eradicated, if only people would just … Continue reading

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What a Life!

What a Life! Cats have nine lives, or so they say. And what do they do with each life? Do they come back as themselves and just continue on as if nothing has happened? Do they resurrect as a different … Continue reading

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The Song That Never Ends

The song that never ends Earworms…you love or you hate them. Actually this is a no brainer, you hate them. For those of you that don’t know what an earworm is, it is a catchy piece of music that continually … Continue reading

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Birthday Adventure

Birthday Adventure She was driving down the road minding her own business. She focussed on the directions she had to follow to get to her destination. Her husband said it was where they would meet to celebrate her birthday. Though … Continue reading

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The Cap

The Cap It was a simple cap. no distinguishing features. It was purchased second hand at a thrift shop. It was meant to keep my head warm. It was meant to be different than all of the baseball caps that … Continue reading

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Alone

Alone What does it mean to be alone?  To be by yourself. Sure that makes sense. It’s an important time to get one’s thoughts together, to imagine places and things that you want to do. To relieve yourself from the … Continue reading

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Language of the Times

Language of the Times Texting has become the most used way of communicating in our technology-laden culture. No one really wants to send a letter to anyone. Imagine waiting a week to get a response.  Three days to send a … Continue reading

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Faded Memories

 Faded Memories I wasn’t looking for it, but there it was. Deep in the corner of my mother’s closet. We were clearing out her house after she passed away; gathering all the old clothes from her closet. There were mostly … Continue reading

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Another Perspective

Another Perspective He was sitting on the front porch. He knew that he had done something wrong. His first wife would never have permitted it. But this wife was different. She was less of a shared partnership person and more … Continue reading

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