The Student Becomes the Teacher
The Student Becomes the Teacher… This is something I did not see coming. Perhaps I was too enveloped into my own self doubt, negative body image, due to my advancing years and the loss of most of my teeth through having recently experienced oral surgery. I was feeling stupid, sad and isolated. I didn’t want to talk to anyone because my lack of teeth made every word that left my mouth sound like some toothless trailer park hillbilly with a 3rd grade education. Or worse, like my own granny who was from the south and had the typical 10 kids who had lived on a farm in Kentucky. (I had always been bit ashamed when my aunties, cousins or any of mom’s family came to visit because of their Deep South accents and rural ways) OMG! I’m such an intolerant hillbilly basher! It’s a part of my maternal heritage and needs to be embraced not denied! I really thought I’d dealt with all of this when I wrote my short story “The Little Piggy”… The Little Piggy Case Study in Genetic Memory? It s...