Ebony Haywood's Page

I totally dislike spiders. Totally. Everything about them repels me and makes my skin crawl. The way they move -eerie. They way the look- creepy. The way they invade my personal space - annoying. Me and spiders have a history. A long, arduous history full of screaming, crying and panicking.

This year, I am convinced the spider gods are out to get me. Every morning when I arrive at work, I walk into my classroom to find at least, and I repeat - at least ten daddy long legs chillin around my desk… Continue

I turned thirty years old last Wednesday - and boy, does it feel good.

There is something about turning thirty that is liberating and validating. I am glad to be out of my twenties; don't miss a thing about them. My twenties were uncertain, fickle, and fearful. Most of my twenties was spent trying to establish and assert my identity. I wanted people to be impressed with me and like me.

Now, at the age of thirty, I feel a lot more calm. I feel confident about who I am and what I want out of lif… Continue

Here's my Totally Awkward Tuesday story, hosted by Tova Darling.

One evening, when I was around ten years old, I was riding in the car with my mother. She and I were on our way home. I can't quite remember where we were coming from but it was probably church.

We were listening to the radio. I started to think about AM and FM radio. What was the difference between AM and FM stations? We seemed to listen to FM radio a lot. What did F… Continue

Last weekend I accompanied my mother while she was house hunting. We were traveling with a real estate agent. As we pulled up into the drive way of an Open House, the agent informed us that this particular property was currently being occupied by a tenant.

The landscape had an ominous feel to it as the grass in the front lawn lay yellow and dead and wild weeds crept along the front porch. If we were in a movie scene, this would be the part when the eerie violin music would be queued and the the… Continue