Category Archives: Slice of life

The Expert

By Catherine Hedge I’ve always admired experts.  I’m one of those who sit in the front seats of a lecture hall.  I hold my breath at the introduction and stare adoringly at the speaker.  Then with a fat notebook and … Continue reading

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Hearts Aren’t Crystal

Hearts Aren’t Crystal.

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Hearts Aren’t Crystal

By Catherine Hedge I once read a old fairy tale about an innocent girl who met with tragedy.  The Ice Queen broke a magic crystal.  A shard flew through the air, piercing the child’s heart.  Originally sweet and loving, she … Continue reading

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Robin Eggs and Dinosaur Feathers

Robin Eggs and Dinosaur Feathers.

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Robin Eggs and Dinosaur Feathers

By Catherine Hedge When I was little, my religion teacher told me that when you died, you’d know everything instantly.  For weeks afterward, I tried to figure out if there was a way to die just a little bit.  There … Continue reading

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Childhood Past and Present

Childhood Past and Present.

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Childhood Past and Present

By Catherine and Joseph Hedge  I’m fortunate to work on a project with artist- educator Francie Dillon.  In the process, I’ve been researching websites for information on modern childhood play.  In the technology, there is a great wealth of content, … Continue reading

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Family: My New Definition

Family: My New Definition.

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Family: My New Definition

By Catherine Hedge My schoolmates told me I shouldn’t play with Janice because her mother was (whisper) Divorced!  In 6th grade at Mercy Academy, I wasn’t really certain what that meant.  I just figured her mother must have done something … Continue reading

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Keeping up

Keeping up.

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