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told by Yvonne Healy Click to Listen healy Family was a blue envelope crinkly thin as onion skin. My mother sliced it with a butter knife careful to preserve the criss-crossed messages of love held inside.  My uncle was the sweet, rank aroma of a brown box stuffed with shamrock plants grown moldy on the

told by Jo Walter Listen to story His True Name came from a NonViolent Communication workshop via Marcia Christen. Her version tells of the boy’s “song”, but somehow I remembered it as his “name”. It makes me think of the sacredness of naming, and how in some cultures a name is given to you at

told by Judy Sima Listen to the story I have always loved “Obedient Jack” and “Epaminondas,” but they didn’t feel like stories I could tell. Then one day, as luck would have it, it came to me – what I needed was a Jewish version. Jack and Epaminondas were shlemiels – inept bunglers who try

told by Linda Gorham Listen to story Many years ago, I heard Elizabeth Ellis tell her story, Grandmother Spider. As she told it, I got an amazing visual of the action and I imagined how the story could be told with lots of physical and vocal audience participation. Happily, Elizabeth granted me permission to tell

told by Kim Weitkamp Click to listen to story by Kim Weitkamp I was commissioned by a museum to write a Christmas story for their gingerbread house exhibit. Fun or what? So, I thought to myself, when I was a kid, what was the thing I loved most about winter? Sledding.  What would be the