Mark Graham
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I am a person who really likes to read and write and to share what I learned with all my education. My page will mainly be book reviews and critiques of old and new books that I have read and will read. There will also be other bits, too.
Stories (1832)
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Little House in the Woods
In reading the old journal that was on the shelf you start to look around. The journal is quite descriptive, and the first page describes the big rocks in the front yard. They are the tombstones of the couple that lived here. They were not young, but not old either. Who were they?
By Mark Graham10 months ago in Fiction
A Little Cabin
What a cute little house. I wonder who lives there. Let's knock on the door. The door creaks open as I knock. All it is, is one room with an old table and some shelves. There's a book on the shelf. I pick it up and begin to read. It's a journal of sorts.
By Mark Graham10 months ago in Fiction
Hobbitland
Welcome to Hobbitland! This is the land of Bilbo and Frodo Baggins what they call The Shire. Would you like to live in such a magical and beautiful place such as this? There are various skills that one must have; like the love of food and drink and helping others; the best way.
By Mark Graham10 months ago in Fiction
Ready to Learn
Attention, Class! Are you ready to learn what we all need to know. Have you been in a classroom ready to learn as in this one? Books on top of the desks ready to go. Pencils and paper ready to go as well. Teacher states: "Let's get started Pop Quiz books on floor."
By Mark Graham10 months ago in Fiction
The Outhouse
Would you use this outhouse? It seems to be in good shape as these buildings go, but looking around what else could be using this building as the season shows? Dare to go and check. You never can tell what one may find in such an establishment as this one may look like.
By Mark Graham10 months ago in Fiction
The Teacher's Desk
Who remembers being called up to the teacher's desk? The desk was usually covered up with all kinds of papers that were done at one time or another. You wonder why you were called, and notice a drawer was open. Do you peek? A desk of secrets and questions and answers to seek.
By Mark Graham10 months ago in Fiction
The Student Desk
Do you remember sitting in a desk something like this one? Placing your head down and seeing all the doodles that other students wrote makes one think and then scratch their own message to pass along to other new students who will be sitting in this same seat maybe one day. Good memory.
By Mark Graham10 months ago in Fiction
A Cafeteria
Now my school did not have an outside cafeteria, but we did have an area if we wanted to go out just for some fresh air. School cafeterias places of so-called mystery meat and other culinary somewhat disasters in the name of healthy, nutritious eating. No wonder I was mainly a brown-bag person.
By Mark Graham10 months ago in Fiction
The Tracks
Why don't trains travel on me anymore? I know there are weeds from time to time on my rails, but won't the wheels on the trains cut the weeds away? I swear I can hear many trains, but why don't they travel on me now? Too many questions and no answers for me.
By Mark Graham10 months ago in Fiction
The Bench
There was a bench all covered with snow. In the woods deep inside a park. This bench sits wondering when will the people be back and sit and have conversations again while sitting on me. I so do love the sound of voices of all kinds. When will the voices return for me.
By Mark Graham10 months ago in Fiction
