Sometimes, when I was seventeen, I almost wanted to cry as we hacked the nubs off the branch tips of the Scotch pine trees growing on the B— Christmas Tree Farm. I liked the raw physical nature of the work, but Heidi, Mr. B—’s beautiful, if tomboyish daughter, had a big crush on my cousin [...]
by Marianne—Age 48—Redwood City, CA I was once a researcher for the Philippine President’s Special Research Project. I had no idea what being a research assistant entailed. Since I was referred by an English teacher who frequently praised my writing, I thought I would get to write. My boss was RPP, a well-known graphic artist, [...]
by Robyn—Age 24—Arlington, VA The snack bar at the country club was always hot, always sticky. The bubbly deep-fryer grease created a shimmering wave of heat, and the thick, sugary goo that dripped out of the Slush Puppy machine attracted so many bees we all suffered stings. I hated the job, hated burning my fingers [...]
by Erica—Age 34—Baltimore, MD One thing Daddy liked to say was that travel broadened the mind. Consequently, my brother and I attended five elementary schools, two middle schools, and two high schools. I knew I would be the biggest dork in the new school, no matter how many misfits already attended. In those thick plastic-framed [...]
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