Short stories to tell...

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Wednesday, April 16, 2003

Mrs. Thompson and Teddy

> Her name was Mrs. Thompson and his was 'Teddy'. > > As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of > school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her > students and said that she loved them all the same. > > But that was impossible, because there in... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, March 19, 2003

"...some time with the Lord." [A soldier's story]

Deck of Cards A young soldier was in his bunkhouse all alone one Sunday morning over in Afghanistan. It was quiet that day, the guns and the mortars, and land mines for some reason hadn't made a noise. The young soldier knew it was Sunday, the holiest day of the week. As he was sitting there, he got... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 10, 2003

Per Capita phobia...

There was a discussion recently with a fellow Bahamian whom I met a short while ago, about this thing we refer to as per-capita. His view was that the term has treated smaller societies like The Bahamas, Haiti, Jamaica and many others throughout our world unfairly. He was therefore annoyed with the... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 3, 2003

The defeat of Imagination [part two] by Dennis Dames ©2003 Nassau, Bahamas

President Hussein of the United States of America thought that the eastern world was in great fear as a result of his invasion of the west. The lands to east of the Atlantic, had become one and had resolved that pre-emptive action against the mighty tyrant was their only chance of survival and... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, March 2, 2003

Imagination for President! [part one]

By Dennis A. Dames Nassau, Bahamas ©2003 Imagination was his name, and the world- his domain. He was the force that influenced the minds of all peoples. He was love and kindness; he was hate and a swine. Imagination is everything we could think of and more. One day he had a thought, and had decided... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 27, 2003

The conversation at the bar…

By Dennis A. Dames Nassau, Bahamas ©2003 It was a perfect evening for a stiff drink. The day was busy with hard work, and it was finally over. I felt free, and finally released from the grip of a dominating period. I stopped at the last bar on the path to home, and ordered a chilled light beer. It... Sign in to see full entry.

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