Sandy's Scribbles, Poetry and Prose

While I was in high school, I had cash paying jobs such as babysitting and cleaning houses. However, in 1976, I started my first real job, and I received my first paycheck, with a paystub and deductions.  I was so excited to have a “real” job.  I was a snack bar attendant at Polar Palace Ice Rink located in La Habra California. My job consisted of working behind the snack bar, selling popcorn, hamburgers, candy and other unhealthy snacks to the customers.   I also had to clean the grill, empty out the old grease for French fries and other fried food, clean the floors, clean the counter, and so on. This job did come nice perks, such as getting to ice skate for free anytime they were open and I was not on duty. My co-workers and I also played broom hockey after hours. I worked part time making a mere $2.50 an hour, which was minimum wage at the time.   Of course, there was always someone who wanted the day off, and would call in sick, so I would be asked to fill in...

  Another 5-minute Free Write. What are the word prompts you would like to use for the following?  Encounter; After work; Morning Routine; Nature; Animal; Sharp; Soft; Road Encounter: Stranger After work: Take a walk Morning routine: Prayers Nature: Flowers   Animal: Dog Sharp: Sun rays Soft: Breeze A road: Winding                THE WALK Leisurely walking, Glimmering sun rays filter through Tapestry Golden hair of flowers Whispering breeze Along the winding road I pass a stranger The companionship of the dog Offering loyalty and love In which prayers and dreams are made of

                                    laughter and giggles fading away time that we remember in a different way a younger age dates were written the setting, the clothing hints of what era, what age, what location relive our memories is this happy is this a place we wanted to be joys of love and memories times gone by people who touched our lives milestones of life our ambitions our dreams our life’s photographs  

  As I was growing up, the first weeks of school consisted of wearing our newly purchased dresses and having our picture taken in front of mom’s rosebush. In our front yard, my sister and I stood, with one hand outreached towards a single rose. My sister on one side of the bush, while I was on the other. We smiled with our eyes squinting from the sun that shone on our face. Mom was so proud of her rose bushes, after all it was not easy growing anything in the desert sands of Las Vegas. However, my sister and I complied, as we were anxious to get to school and see our friends that we have not seen since Spring. … I bought a house six months after Jonny died.   This was a new adventure after almost 20 years of renting.   The garden was overgrown from lack of maintenance. I was working full time as well as obtaining a master’s degree but had unexplainable driving force to put the yard back in shape.   The rose bush in the back yard looked parched, dull and lifeles...

    I remember when postage stamps were only 5 cents. On July 13, 2025 the cost of stamps went from 75 cents to 78 cents… wow 75 cents since I was a kid. I knew the cost of stamps at such a young age because I was always at the post office buying them. I had several pen pals from all over the world, England, Japan, Canada, Ireland and more. I always wanted to travel and meet new people. Having pen pals was the next best thing.   I corresponded with some pen pals all the time, while others just occasionally or just for a few months. I did have one pen pal who lived in Hamworthy, Poole, Dorset England. Her name was Leslie and we started writing to each other when I was 12 or 13 years old.   I enjoyed receiving Leslie’s letters and learning about her, her family and her country. We would write about our interests, our hobbies, or favorite songs, etc. Leslie was such a good letter writer and I was always looked forward to checking the mailbox and hoping there was...

  A breath Slow and even and then faster and faster   joy bringing out from within Simple and sweet and becoming a strong emotion Snowballing but yet warmth Shining on my face and yet not sure if I should Feel this way Is it wrong, is this new, will it continue? Yes, it needs to continue and to soar above any other feelings Never a stranger and never an enemy Hopefulness of returning Sadness of it not Cherishing the sensations Temptations and sharing Purpose and remembering Where will this lead to or who will this lead to In the end, must it come to an end