When I was in public school, my dad came home one day with a beautiful new piano and my parents decided that my sister and I should learn how to play it. My mom signed us up for lessons at a local convent and our first teacher was a very elderly nun. Her name escapes me … Continue reading Who “Gets” You?
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Hug a Bully
Her name was Lori and she spelled it just like me. She joined my class when I was in fourth grade and right away she was the target of bullying. At a time when most of us were years away from puberty, her young face was already covered with blotchy patches of cystic acne. "Pizza Face" … Continue reading Hug a Bully
Lori Leigh Wilson 