Home: Shelved

I forgot what I was doing, standing here. That’s right — looking for a place to put this finished book. I scan the shelves to see where it might fit best. The top shelf contains mostly coffee table books. Below that, nonfiction. History on the left, biography and memoir on the right. Toward the middle…

Home: Simple Pleasures in a Strange World

8 years old I lived in a single home until I was 8 years old. I don’t remember much about it, but I can recall some scenes. My parents had two daughters and one son. I am the last. My family lived in a small single home in an alley with my youngest uncle and…

Home: I See What Matters

I see myself growing up so fast. Now I can notice things that I could not when I was seven. My parents’ house is still warm and enjoyable with them in it. I have a little baby brother, and I must help my mom care for him. Two sisters and two brothers already left the…

Home: Large and Small

Her house at 7 years old She was lying with her friend on a brand new hardwood floor covered with newspapers. They were watching TV in an empty room. The new house felt foreign. She spent most of her time, even sleeping, at Grandma’s, next door, the place they had just moved from. Time was…

In-Between

  I am a graduating senior at Wheaton College studying philosophy and German. This spring, I came to the People’s Resource Center to assist the Saturday morning English conversation class. For two months, I found myself sitting in a classroom with 5-7 English students and Patricia B. who has run the class for years. Most…

“What I did was so little…”

I’m a Wheaton College student, studying for a Masters in TESOL (Teaching English to Speakers of Other Languages) program. It’s been almost a month since I finished my practicum at People’s Resource Center DuPage (PRC) with my mentoring teacher. However, it feels like yesterday. The first time I visited PRC was last winter. My professor…

Interested in Writing Class?

No matter how long I am away, I always come back to writing. It’s time to begin another session of our PRC Writing class. Thursday, July 13, from 6-7:30pm at Wheaton PRC. We will work together for 6 weeks. This session I’ll be using a favorite story telling form as our theme. It’s called “The…

Japan

I am from Nagasaki in Japan. I want to change my life so I choose Toronto in Canada because it is close to New York and I watch a lot of Sex and The City. I want to be Carrie Bradshaw. One year I go to the Time Square Countdown. Everything is so new in Canada. There,…

Ukraine

Before I came to America, I knew just two words in English: “hello” and “apple.” I lived in Ukraine. I worked as accountant. I never planned to come to America — I didn’t want to leave my father. When he passed away, my mother said, “Now, you’re free.” In America, there are very much more…

South Korea

I came here from South Korea 3 months ago. In South Korea, I was a teacher in the middle school for 15 years. I needed to recharge my batteries! In childhood, it was my dream to come to the U.S. and learn American culture and language. Fortunately, my husband got a good opportunity to work…

Happy Birthday!

Tell Your Story PRC has traveled around the world this year. We’ve been seen more than 5,000 times and in over 40 countries! Thank you to all who’ve created the words and art to be viewed on this adventure. Want to come along? Follow to join the fun!

China

I was born in the countryside of China, in a place with mountains and no roads. It was in a safe neighborhood, and everyone was like family. Doors were never closed. I played with my friends all day and I felt safe where I lived. It was a poor village, but everyone shared everything. Everyone…