Tag Archives: @DGephartWrites

March 03

ONE THING HAS THE POWER TO CHANGE THE WORLD by Donna Gephart

  Some days I’m a black man marching in the 1960’s in a hostile town in the South.  Other days I’m a boy living on a reservation, trying to get a decent education at the “white” school despite myriad obstacles placed in my path.  Still other days, I’m a girl growing up in Iran during […]

May 26

MIRRORS, WINDOWS AND . . . PENGUINS by Donna Gephart

Here’s what I didn’t have when I was growing up in our tiny row house in Philadelphia:  a dad who lived with us (my parents divorced when I was really young), enough money to buy even reduced price lunch tickets at school (they cost a whopping $.40 a day, so my sister and I received […]

September 09

Rocks at My Head by Donna Gephart

The day Frankie Hammer launched rocks at the back of my head all the way home from school, I charged up the steps to our Philadelphia row home, jammed the key on the string around my neck into the lock and hurried inside.  While Frankie laughed, I slammed the door closed and leaned against it, […]