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MY FIRST TEACHER I have a passion for literacy. It all began in a screened in porch in South Central Los Angeles when I was almost 5 years old. My mother’s first language was Spanish. She told me how hard it was for her to learn English. She grew up…
I learn so much from my grandchildren. They teach me how to enjoy the moment. They teach me to be still and absorb sights and sounds that I have taken for granted. I have learned to see nature through their eyes. It fills me with optimism and hope that the…
I now know how difficult it is to be a caregiver. My husband suffered a stroke and it has been a challenging, scary time these last months. Seeing the left side of his face drooped as he slurred his speech to tell me that he is planning to drive himself…

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As retired teachers and avid readers, my husband and I decided that we would put up a little library so our neighbors can find a…
I joined a Book Circle with colleagues from Cal Poly. We read Demysifying Disability by Emily Ladau. She is a fierce advocate for disability rights.…
As I sit in my chair looking out at the ocean, I dream of faraway places I have only seen in magazines, or saw once…

I had a conversation with my mother before she died. I asked her if she would let me know that she is alright when she…