Friday Market
Part 3 of The Guru… Written by M.J.C Friday market was bustling with energy, activity, and lots of goodies being sold and purchased. The after school fundraiser was held each…
Author, Myron J. Clifton
Part 3 of The Guru… Written by M.J.C Friday market was bustling with energy, activity, and lots of goodies being sold and purchased. The after school fundraiser was held each…
This is Part two of The Guru Written by M.J.C ”Okay Leah, what do we do with the tape?” Dunya asked. Dunya was the most impatient of the friends and…
Written by M.J.C Part 1: GET SOME TAPE “We need help,” Leah said. Leah was listening to her friends talk and thinking hard about what to do. And then it…
Written by M.J.C The flashes were blinding even during the waning daylight of a beautiful Oakland summer day. Flash after flash and we all just stood there gazing, perplexed, and…
Written by Myron J. Clifton Mom often wrote in a diary when she had free time from work and kids. She started writing after her divorce, and before and after…
Written by M.J.C “I’m not very strong,” mom said. “Ever since I stopped picking up all you boys I’ve gotten weak. I need to get strong again.” Mom was preparing…
Written by M.J.C Wake up! WAKE up! WAKE UP! Mom was yelling at me to wake up. She laughed now and in her voice I could see her smile that…
Written by M.J.C She was so focused. Her gaze did not waver and her body was motionless. Mom was determined and would not fail. There was noise all around; banging,…