She Saw Me Coming

hannah miller
Feb 24, 2017 · 3 min read
  • She saw and heard me coming but I didn’t see her. I was late for course registration in my second year at Dalhousie University. As a result, I had to stand in long line-ups and try to get into courses to make up a credible year towards my degree. It was getting to be thin pickings and I was beginning to feel a little desperate. Professors began to put up Full signs and pack up and leave their sign up desks in the large auditorium

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Story telling was a part of my history. I grew up on an Island in the Atlantic where oral stories were told for entertainment.

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