By Ann Farabee For a split second, I was almost in trouble at school. Shocking, I know. Thankfully, it was a false alarm. When my sixth grade teacher instructed the class to line up, I would always ...
It is 3:45 p.m. on a rather cool Monday evening. From my desk, I can see the wind gently pushing and pulling at the trees outside my window. This weather brings back memories. I think autumn was built ...