Hi, I’m Carla.
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One Book, One New Orleans, plus brass band love
One Book, One New Orleans. It’s a cool month-long celebration in the city. The idea is that everyone reads the same book and then attends awesome events, all in the name of adult literacy. This year’s book is Nine Lives, … Continue reading
Posted in celebration, the city
Tagged books, music, New Orleans, Nine Lives, One Book One New Orleans, postaday2011, TBC Brass Band, teaching, the past
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A story of two pools
Back in 1928, a swimming pool was built at Audubon Park that was so big it could hold 25oo swimmers at a time, and there was a giant fountain in the middle that shot water 30 feet into the air! … Continue reading
Posted in the city
Tagged Audubon Park, Audubon Park pools, New Orleans, pools, postaday2011, the past
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Story Saturdays – early memories in Italy
I think one of the Post A Day prompts this week was about one’s earliest childhood memory, and this got me thinking about my childhood in Italy. I was super-little when we moved to Italy – about a year and … Continue reading
Posted in Story Saturdays
Tagged childhood memories, Cinque Terre, Italian Riviera, Italy, postaday2011, the past
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Story Saturdays: How I met my husband
I had just finished my first year teaching in New Orleans. Sometime in the last month of the school year, the one teacher at my school who wasn’t a brand new teacher had thrust an application at me, saying, “You … Continue reading