Memories of Girlhood: Moving to Scotland

When I was six years old I boarded a flight destined for Edinburgh, Scotland. My family (all of whom are American) and I were moving there from New Jersey, where I was born. I went to school in the capital city, Edinburgh, but my family lived in a beautiful big old...

Memories of Girlhood: Knit One, Girl One

My mother is and always was a fantastic knitter – my sister and I gallivanted around in colourful home-knitted cardigans from our infancy. The most exciting part of any of her projects was always when we went to the haberdashery to choose the...

Memories of Girlhood: Jamaica

My most memorable memories of girlhood were being able to explore a bit further field. At the age of 12 we had our first family holiday abroad and it was to….JAMAICA! What made this holiday even better was that we went with my best...

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