When I picked my children up after work today, my mother told me that when they heard the song “Los Pollitos Dicen” on an old CD that she had found, they said “Mama”. I am writing this for you, my darlings, Penelope and Oliver, so that you always remember the words to the songs your…
Category: Storyteller
A Portrait of My Father
My father is an easy man to draw. His features strong and recognizable to those who know him. Like him, my nose is bigger and strong. When we smile, our eyes squint and wrinkle the same way, and our mouths are small on our face. If I stand next to him, it’s easy to see…