What do you remember being proud of as a child?
The first time I remember being proud of myself was in fourth grade. The teacher told us to bring in a poem for a class anthology and I decided to write my own. Everyone raved... More »
The first time I remember being proud of myself was in fourth grade. The teacher told us to bring in a poem for a class anthology and I decided to write my own. Everyone raved... More »
The first time I remember wanting to "be" anything, I was in fourth grade and had just written a poem that everyone raved over. I decided I wanted to be a writer. Not only a... More »
I think children should be taken on frequent road trips around the country. They should feel at home in the library. And they must, absolutely must, have the freedom to imagine. One of my earliest memories... More »
This question, if answered thoroughly, could take me all night to answer. I'll give a few highlights instead. From my paternal grandfather, I inherited a love of knowledge and an insatiable curiosity, as well as... More »
It was fun, but I ate too much candy.
My hometown is in Missouri and, throughout all of my travels, that has remained a special place for me. But my home is with my husband and our boys. The boys are growing, year by... More »
When we went to church on Sundays, my father always wore a suitcoat. Before leaving the church, he folded the bulletin lengthwise and hid it somewhere inside his suit coat. I watched in awe. How... More »
I've changed many things about myself since childhood, but most of my values have remained the same. One is honesty. Lying was never tolerated in our family and my father, especially, could never bring himself... More »
This question is too broad. Different nations, and different segments of society within each nation, are at different stages. You can't really compare Myanmar, which is under military rule, with Indconesia, which achieved independence in... More »
Reading. And the joy I receive from books has continued throughout my life.