Reblog fed on Nutsrok
Being born with a love for stories and storytelling is both a gift and a curse. I talked early, hanging on every word, especially if the subject seemed intense, secretive, or perplexing.
I stayed in trouble through my childhood for repeating word for word a story I wasn’t necessarily supposed to have been privy to.
My superior language skills, and commanding demeanor ensured that the tales went to the worst possible person, like my first-grade teacher, Miss Davis, “My mama said she wouldn’t take her sick dog to Dr. Davis.”
My little speech didn’t endear either me or my mother to Miss Davis. I felt she was quite rude at her retort. “Well! You can just tell your mama my daddy is a fine doctor!”
Returning home with the whole story, I was surprised to find my report to Miss Davis hadn’t won me any points with Mother, either.
My…
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Congratulations again to your book and happy birthday to mother!!!
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Thanks so much!
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You are so very welcome! I commented on the original post too 💖
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Thanks.
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Very much appreciated, Linda!
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Congrats to you and mom. Can’t wait to read it. And…let’s hope you will always be that 5 year old! Charming. ☺☺☺
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Nothing has changed so far!
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Linda, Wonderful interview. Yes, little children can be wickedly funny without even realizing that they are. I’m glad you kept your sense of humor.
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I think I will always be five years old.
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Good for you.
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