Memories of Girlhood: Fuelling the Thirst for Adventure

I went to school next to a public library in the centre of Edinburgh, Scotland. Because my Mum worked later than school finished, my younger brother and I attended the After School Club. This was a magical place where there were all sorts of activities to do and games...

Memories of Girlhood: Adventure is out there!

Clinging to the fifth bar of the monkey bars I peered down at the ground below me; to my seven year old self it looked a long way down, even though in reality it was little more than five feet. It was my third try at the assault course that weekend and the monkey bars...

Memories of Girlhood: Girls can be menaces, too

“Come on, let’s go to the shop,” my Nan calls, “Put a coat on, you’ll catch a cold.” Eight years old, I refused to put a coat on. Dennis the Menace didn’t wear a coat. Dennis the Menace wore a striped top. Thirteen years later, still wearing striped...

Memories of Girlhood: Different is Good

One of the most meaningful moments of my childhood happened on a trip to the library. On this specific visit I discovered a book that would go on to play a huge role in my life. Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone was the first book that I read that...

Memories of Girlhood: Visiting the Windy City

Chicago is known as the Windy City, a popular shopping destination, and a fun place to take a weekend trip. It is only a 6 hour train ride from where I grew up in Michigan, so I have been there many times over the years. My favorite memories of Chicago are from...

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