O HARLIE

When I grow up, I want to be

January 28, 2008 · 1 Comment

“…an otter.”

“You mean, an author,” corrected Mr. Missouri. “Why?”

“Because I like to read, and I like to write, and my teacher says my compositions are good.” Wah, not shy ah.

That was close to fourteen years ago, at an Acropolis English class. Fourteen years forward, the closest I am to being an otter is keeping this blog.

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