Just dive
fearless
into
an ocean
of uncertainties.
Knowing one truth–
Knowing one truth–
Sonia Chintha is an Indian American writer who lives in the Washington DC area. She blogs, writes poetry, and fiction. She is also an English teacher who believes that our experiences teach us more than any test. She is the founder and co-editor of Good Little Girls.




What you don’t see is that one inch needle I inject into the skin of my belly every Saturday: the counting to three, the self-talks
Baby, baby, baby That first time.. my heart fluttered, so severe that my skin shivered; a tiny quake–oh bliss Baby, baby, baby that voice high

I was eight years old when Esperanza fell off the swing. In the backyard, she stood on a flimsy piece of wood, rotted from many rains and held together by two strings, rocking her body back and forth. While she reveled in her weightlessness, I sensed impending catastrophe. From my spot safely in the grass, I pleaded with her to stop. Barely hearing my pleas, she rose higher, closer to the sun with each swing. I turned away from her. Bracing myself, I squeezed my eyes shut and covered my ears. She called out to me, determined to show me that if she swung high enough, she could see above the hedges separating our yard from the neighbors, above all the rooftops neatly lining around the cul-de-sac, to somewhere even more distant. Perhaps she even believed that she could reach back in time, back across the ocean, to her childhood in the Philippines. So she swung, higher and higher and higher.
Hawaii. When N first requested HI for our honeymoon destination, I was excited. Even though I wanted a unique destination where not many people go