YWP's Publications Coordinator Anna Forsythe meets Sen. Bernie Sanders on Election Night! Anna writes: "For all you other Vermonters out there... I walked out of my polling place last night and there was Bernie!"
Have you ever noticed, in life, no matter where you are, if you are paying attention, you will come around a corner, look up from a book, exit a building, walk out of the woods and you'll see something breathtaking be it small or large, or close up or far away. Camels Hump, Vermont, late afternoon, Oct. 26, while stopping by the farm to get a gallon of raw milk ...
There's a moment in Vermont where fall bleeds into winter, more like a gash than a slow wound, a time when the leaves have shed, the perpetual gray sky has moved in and the chill really means it. I have difficulty adjusting. Looking out the window shortly after dawn, I see, to my horror, that it is snowing. My horror centers on the uncovered lettuce and chard and parsley and basil. Old sheets collected, I fly out of the house to cover them and realize, oh silly me, I am barefoot.
I drew this picture in response to a prompt by the Vermont Good Citizen Challenge asking: Draw a picture of a current or a past American patriot. Explain who it is and why you chose this figure. My explanation is included on the drawing. Enjoy!
She stood looking back at me. She looked about 5’5”. Her brown hair ending in the middle of her back. Her hair looked like brown frizzy waves going down her back. She smiled at me. Her dimple on her right cheek and the ones that go around her mouth show. She has never liked her dimples. But she puts up with them because there is nothing she can do about it. Her somewhat big nose widens as she shows her silver brackets on her braces. She used to have a gap in between her two front teeth about eight months ago, and her bottom teeth were turned in all different directions. Now her teeth are as straight as can be, and the gaps are filled. Her bony shoulders poke out of her white tank top that she put on when she got out of the shower. Her long arms stop just after her hip bone. She has her Christmas pajama pants on. Man does she loved Christmas. She has long legs and a very short torso. Her skin was very dark in the dim light from her Christmas lights in her room.
when i went to formby point it was a cloudy day chilly even though it was july. another girl and i took the train out all alone into the town. we bought sandwiches and kinder surprise eggs at waitrose then asked the lady in the bakery for directions and then we walked. we had no idea where we were going or how far away the train station was from here. we must've walked several miles all told, past fancy houses with names like 'greystoke hall' and places that looked just like those places only a little cleaner where rich american tourists could stay. eventually we reached the point. we slid through behind the cars into the nature conservatory hoping that we wouldn't need passes and, if we did, that no one would notice. and then we walked some more. this time, through forests. i picked up a magpie feather from the ground.