Back in June 2016, I started a new "series" of posts... if you will... 
 And so on Wednesdays; I've been posting an old photograph to inspire your creativity.
Write a poem!   
 Plot out a short story.
 Have inspiration for a piece of art or composition.... let your artistic soul shine.
--and occasionally I write my own sordid story or poem. 
 (you can click on the photos in this post to make it larger to see).


Sarah was a librarian.
The daughter of a preacher, she was destined to either be a teacher, a nurse, or a librarian.
Unless of course, she married... which Sarah vowed never to do. She just couldn't do it.
She knew she was born to educate... to lead... to be surrounded by famous words of authors long gone. It's not that she disliked children, or the idea of marriage... it's more that she had had enough of the drudgery of taking care of endless hungry mouths and heaps of laundry. She had been to missions in the south of China for over a decade, and she had had enough. Yes, it was noble work....
but so was reading... so was studying... so was instilling in the minds of the young how important it was to always be learning... always be exploring worlds hidden in the depths of deckled edged pages.
And so she furthered her education at a time when women barely went to school past 4th grade.
Yes, she was harassed... Belittled by those with small minds and deep pockets.
And yet she persevered.
Well done, Sarah... well done.