tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422298209100741049.post5468037405121702632..comments2023-06-13T02:41:52.517-07:00Comments on A Jewel in the Debris: but seriously...do you need to ask whyUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422298209100741049.post-15308467813483992512010-02-01T08:37:47.385-08:002010-02-01T08:37:47.385-08:00Thank you so much for sharing this.
You know, it&...Thank you so much for sharing this.<br /><br />You know, it's interesting. I grew up in a very "Christian" area and although my "religious affiliation" matched those in the community, I was outcasted because of my parents' income. And then because I was smart. And later because of the decisions I made based on how I reacted to the above. The list goes on and I'm ckhttp://badmommymoments.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422298209100741049.post-4679899875609219742009-08-20T19:37:02.478-07:002009-08-20T19:37:02.478-07:00MAGDA! I can relate to the name botching, among o...MAGDA! I can relate to the name botching, among other things. Ugh! Second grade, Mrs. Roark felt the need to change the latinate ending to my name. Called me Gabrielle instead of Gabriela. She prefered Gaby with an "i", instead of a "y". She had the power to change my name, and I did not have the voice to say otherwise. I continue to spell my name the Roark way, but now, Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com