I am Jed Harrelson. I am originally from Texarkana, Arkansas and have been living in Nashville, Tennessee for the last year and a half. When I first moved to Nashville, I was lead valet at an upscale downtown hotel. On my days off from the hotel, I would play at songwriting events around town and meet new people. In August 2020, they fired me as lead valet for promoting my own music to a celebrity guest, hence really beginning my music career. … While down on myself for being fired, I began looking for a new job.
Join us each Tuesday as we highlight the writing talents of Mrs. Ginny Asimos’ Language Arts class at Morriss Elementary. These students will be sharing essays and proving what talented writers they are! … My sister, Mary Ellen, is as sweet as honey, as fun as a roller coaster, and as pretty as a sunset. She is so helpful. Mary Ellen cleans around the house and helps my mom make dinner. She loves to try to make new recipes. The other day, she made lemon cupcakes that were gone within two days.
Join us each Tuesday as we highlight the writing talents of Mrs. Ginny Asimos’ Language Arts class at Morriss Elementary. These students will be sharing essays and proving what talented writers they are! … “Thanksgiving is a time of togetherness and gratitude,” I once heard someone say. I’m thankful for my sister, Hope, because she plays with me and is very funny. She is usually happy but can get sad sometimes, so I try to help her through it. My sister is like a big sunflower blooming throughout the valley. … Jace Griffin … 9 years old … My parents are as sweet as candy.
November is chock full of important holidays. As I type this, I can’t help but think of the sweet potato casserole that has been swirling through my head since the calendar turned to November first.Please don’t make me choose between marshmallows or pecans, because I like them both and I want them all! On the eleventh, we honored our Veterans, who should be celebrated every single day, but I’m thankful we have the opportunity to recognize these heroes annually.
There once stood a persimmon tree behind a house in Douglassville, Texas. To the untrained eye, it just looked like a tree whose branches had been littered with junk, but not to a boy named Jim Swint. Jim was just a kid in the late 1930s and early 40s and he was obsessed with airplanes. Today, he smiles as he remembers finding an old tractor seat he wedged between the tree limbs of that persimmon tree. He says he picked up every broken and rusted gage he came across and hung it from the branches.
As we enter November, the season of giving and National Adoption Month, I’m thrilled to share my personal story about the power of a family and what love can do in a child’s life. One thing I’ve learned throughout my journey is my current situation is not my final destination. The unfortunate and traumatic beginning to my life could have either defined me or refined me. I’ve chosen the latter.
Join us each Tuesday as we highlight the writing talents of Mrs. Ginny Asimos’ Language Arts class at Morriss Elementary. These students will be sharing essays and proving what talented writers they are! … CARS … I sit down, look at my television, see The Fast and the Furious, and think to myself, “Cars are an amazing invention.” … Before cars existed, you had to rely on horses, so it was difficult to travel. People had to walk miles to go to school to get an education which took a lot of energy.
“A grateful heart is one that searches and can always find a GOOD THING.” … Years ago, I moved to this area when my son was around eighteen months old. I fled from an abusive marriage in the middle of the night with a bag of diapers and just 19 dollars to my name. I had been the lead singer in a band with my then husband and we made our livelihood playing gigs in little smokey bars and clubs. He held all power over me, the band and the money that was earned. His addiction to drugs and alcohol-fueled the emotional, mental, and physical abuse I endured.
Join us each Tuesday as we highlight the writing talents of Mrs. Ginny Asimos’ Language Arts class at Morriss Elementary. These students will be sharing essays and proving what talented writers they are! … MOST DIFFICULT TASK … I sprint to my phone, see that it’s Monday, and screech, “Why me?!” Panic attacks. Homework calculations. Getting breakfast. School screams at me, telling me what to do every week. Being on time is very hard, but it’s work I must do. … Some people wake up early because they are perfectionists, and that is how to describe me.
When someone hears the word “Annie,” especially in a musical setting, our minds remember the little orphan with red hair and the ever so famous red dress. She was a child icon who went from a cartoon comic character to live theatre, Hollywood movie stardom and television fame.