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If I Were the Stork: PS22 Chorus

by Anastasia on June 22, 2009

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YES, I ONCE SANG SOPRANO in the Searles Middle School Chorus, but I was not very good. Sometimes I didn’t even sing, I just moved my mouth and listened to everyone else hit the right notes. (I’m a better team player these days–I swear!) These young scholars, however, make me want to join them in their serenades. They’re simply amazing (and so full of character!) While they’ve been around the web quite a bit lately, this video is via Deb.

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Returning Home

by Anastasia on June 17, 2009

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I HAVE A SOFT SPOT for this IKEA ad. Maybe because I’m a Cancerian (and therefore a homebody). Or maybe it’s because I’m moving soon and I’ve had lots of nesting urges. Or perhaps it’s because I visited the house where I was born last weekend. (Yes, that must be it.)  [click to continue…]

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On Childhood Friends and Sisters

by Anastasia on June 15, 2009

parachute-collageON A RECENT WEEKLY BLOG perusal, I came across these photos in a post titled Field Day. And all at once I was flooded with memories of this time of year 15, 16, 17 years ago when the whole elementary school would relocate to the comfort of the expansive track field and metal bleachers at the high school for a full day of field games and watermelon (and of course, that colorful parachute-like thing). So this elementary school scene got me thinking and thinking about my tried and true sisters of those days. The girls with whom I spoke made-up languages and I played outside until dark. [click to continue…]

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Vacationing with King Ruckamuck

by Anastasia on April 15, 2009

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In Nevis, listening for the ocean in Conch shells.

FOR ABOUT A DECADE, every year around Easter my family packed up our rice cakes and organic boxed lentils and left the house in the wee hours of the morning for the Caribbean. We didn’t ever go to Disney World (much to my and T’s disappointment) or other family resorts. Instead we found ourselves on deserted beaches, tucked away in the corners of tiny islands. In hindsight I see these trips as complete paradise. I’ll readily admit, however, that T and I didn’t always appreciate the isolation at the time. [click to continue…]

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