One Thing I Would Have Changed


Dear Barb,

Today in English class, I told the story about
you having straight hair
and me having curly
and both of us wishing we had the other,

and about the Saturday
I gave you a perm
and you put straightener on mine,
and how it hadn’t made a difference,
except you had a single bump
right in the back
for the longest time.

The story used many words they’ve learned recently,
plus I spoke slowly and used a lot of hand motions,
which has become
my normal manner of speaking now.
(Might need to do something about that.)

Everyone laughed.
The Latinas, the Nepalis,
the Arabic speakers.
Everyone, even the teachers and helpers.

I guess
everyone’s tried to change something about themselves,
everyone’s had an accomplice –
sibling, cousin, friend.
Thanks for being mine.

Did either of us imagine
way back when
I’d be telling that story now?

About Marilyn

Reading, thinking, listening, writing and talking about faith, creativity, ESL for refugees, grief and finding the story in a story. Student of Spanish. Foe of procrastination. Cheez-it fan. People person with hermit tendencies or vice-versa. Thank you so much for reading.
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