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NEWS! CINDYGRAVES.COM is LIVE!

NEWS! CINDYGRAVES.COM is LIVE!

https://cindygraves.com/ The Biggest News is the NEWS itself! We have a brand new website, a brand new NEWS section, all empty and void just waiting for me to unroll it and fill it up with news!  But what exactly is news? The word news came into being in the Middle Ages as the plural of New. What is …

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THE EVOLUTION OF EDUCATION

THE EVOLUTION OF EDUCATION

In the most prevalent model of education, learning occurs when there is a teacher, and there is a student, or many students, learning from the teacher.  In this model, the teacher teaches what they know while the student(s) learn that which the teacher knows. The upside to this model is it is efficient.  Born and …

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QUIRKY

QUIRKY

What was I thinking? What is the shape of a balloon as it falls up to the sky?  Does it hold its own, or is it defined by its surroundings?  Does it succumb to the pressure within or to the pressure without?  Does it eventually equalize, and find a strata wherein it bobs forever?  Does …

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HURTSY

HURTSY

What was I thinking? Have you ever watched someone fall, too far to help, too helpless to not watch? Have you ever just stood, riveted in place, and watched a person fall? What is the first thing the person does, after a fall?  Do they take stock and check for harm?  Do they rearrange, fix …

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What was I “swinging?”

What was I “swinging?”

FRETTY: What Was I Thinking?” Fretty the Fractious Frog was brought into this world one year ago, on the very eve of the shortest, yet seemingly longest, month of the year.  It seems appropriate for this frog, who is caught in a perpetual pattern of his own making, to have been born in the crack between …

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What Was I “inking”

What Was I “inking”

“WHAT WAS I THINKING?!!!” There are moments in life that are so full that one moment can’t contain itself. There are moments so profoundly intense that one moment spills over to the next, and the next, and so on, until all future moments become tinged with the color of sorrow, or laughter, or pain, or …

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These Stories Write Themselves

These Stories Write Themselves

These stories write themselves.  Each one is a reflection of a human condition. Each one is open enough to individual interpretation to engage any reader of any age.  A two-year-old helped me list what Olyvianna’s “ink” could represent; crying, laughter, anger, sadness, silliness… Later, as her mother disciplined her for not eating her lunch, this …

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