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Hello, it’s me again – Asta, in case you’ve forgotten. Humans can be so forgetful at times. Well, my mom is a master at forgetfulness. Today I want to tell you about my new baby sister. She’s not my biological baby sister, although I have met some of my other biological siblings. Oh, yes, I […] Hello everybody. My name is Asta, and I am a guide dog. My mom has taken up the A to Z challenge where you have to write each day on a different letter of the alphabet. Judging by my mom’s sluggardness of late, I have taken over the job. 🙂 She has been preoccupied with […] o here I sit in the sweltering, humid heat of Amanzimtoti, too hot to sleep, with a cooling breeze rushing through my security bars. While I do that, I have a chance to pay some blogging debt. I committed myself to writing at least one post a day, and the rest is laggish history. The […] I’ve often asked myself this question: If you could hand-pick your dream-job and your working circumstances, what would it be? My dream job – can you guess? – would be in the music industry. Not in the front lines, but behind the scenes – better yet, behind the keyboard. My title: Since I’m not in […] Daily Writing Prompt – Leap I remember how as a child I was told that I had a vivid imagination, which will go away once you get older. “Then I never want to grow up,” I would reply. I did grow up however, but still I find I have a vivid imagination – OK, maybe […] Worcester — no, not the one in England, but the one in the Cape, holds some bitter-sweet memories for me. It was there where I experienced the pain of being labelled “not good enough to succeed”, but also happy memories of special people and good times. Though the place has evolved somewhat since I left, […] Today I must confess: I’ve had a truly yucky day which started that way before I even left the door. So I have no inspiration whatsoever. But, since I’m getting ready to jetset again, an idea popped into my head, which turned out to be a pretty good one in my opinion. It’s a fact: […] My biggest childhood fear – falling. My biggest adulthood fear – falling. But let me tell you how it all began. When I grew up, we were very poor. As a young girl of three, I went to stay with my grandparents in Pennington. Believe it or not, though I was so small, I have […] I was 17 years old. It was athletics day at our school, and I was sitting on the pavilion shouting insults at the opposing team, the way it always happened. I resolved that I was not going to put my feet on the athletic track. “I’m not a sporty person, and don’t like it either,” […] If you have self-esteem issues like me, then you are inclined to compare yourself and measure yourself against others. Are you blind, and struggle with mobility? Are you a woman and can’t be miss perfect? Doing this has put me into a world of pain. “If others can, so can I,” I kept telling myself. […] |
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