erin ahnfeldt

Listening to Life

Listening at Death’s Door

Listening at Death’s Door

My friend Betty is a little weird.  Why?  Because she’s a world-class listener.  And these days, not many people are good at listening—not with all...

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Surviving South Dakota Winds

Surviving South Dakota Winds

In a small South Dakota town, a little girl crawled under her trailer.  The wind was picking up, and at 20 below, it cut like a knife.  Nobody was...

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The Perfect Storm

The Perfect Storm

After the shooting two weeks ago, the police found a note inside the gunman’s car.  “I don’t have any friends,” he wrote.  “I don’t have any family....

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Trying to Not Get Eaten (Part 2)

Trying to Not Get Eaten (Part 2)

Class had barely started, and it was already a disaster.  Across the hall, Stephen waited for me.  After tripping Laticia and getting kicked out of...

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Trying to Not Get Eaten

Trying to Not Get Eaten

Ask any teacher what classes are hardest to teach, and most of them will grumble about the last one of the day.  Imagine trying to talk to 33...

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Hello and Goodbye

Hello and Goodbye

“It’s the relationships,” my dad said into the microphone, his voice quivering as he fought back tears.  “They’re what matter most.”  As he spoke, I...

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He Cried Too

He Cried Too

I wanted to ask her the right way.  Just for fun, I walked outside the front door, turned around and rang the doorbell. “Hope,” Deb shouted on the...

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“I’m Living!”

“I’m Living!”

"Please help me," I prayed.  I was overwhelmed.  Hundreds of teenagers loaded onto the buses slapping high fives, texting friends, checking snapchat...

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