Fruit of the Loom

Ann Marie’s mom died.  She’s the first person I know who has done it.  At her funeral mass we knelt, then stood, then knelt, then stood, then did the hokey-pokey and turned ourselves around.  Expressing your faith with reverence, chants, and synchronized choreography – that’s what it’s all about.  My dad told me Catholics aren’t… Continue reading Fruit of the Loom

You’re Saying Sh** Wrong

 Last year I was in the first grade and I get to do it again!  Mrs. Mitchell likes me so much, she asked me back again this year.  I have a way with people.  I love the first grade. 8:30 – Give a high-five to the crosswalk lady, great Mrs. Mitchel with a hug, flirt… Continue reading You’re Saying Sh** Wrong

Jesus Seems Troubled

Hector lives the next block over; he is my Mexican friend.  I recommend it.  Going to another kid’s house feels exotic, like jet setters who visit multiple countries when touring Europe.  You partake and note the local customs, music, and food.  “Oh, you call this room a den, where I come from, we call it… Continue reading Jesus Seems Troubled