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Anndee Hochman
Anndee Hochman writes regularly for The Philadelphia Inquirer; her essays and articles have also appeared in O, the Oprah Magazine, Ms., Marie Claire, Literary Mama and Brain, Child: The Magazine for Thinking Mothers. She is the author of Anatomies: A Novella and Stories (Picador USA) and Everyday Acts & Small Subversions: Women Reinventing Family, Community and Home (The Eighth Mountain Press). She teaches writing to children, teens and adults in settings that include schools, group homes, senior centers and a village on Mexico's Pacific coast.

Entries by Anndee Hochman

Take Off the Color-Blinders

(2) Comments | Posted December 4, 2014 | 8:32 AM

The bell rang. As I came downstairs to answer the door last Monday evening, I could see an African-American man on my porch. He looked at me through the glass security door, his eyes saucered in surprise, and said, "But ... there's a black man!"

My turn, now, to feel...

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'Bad' Neighborhoods in the Eye of the Beholder

(1) Comments | Posted November 5, 2014 | 11:33 AM

"Lock your door," my mother would say from the wheel of her Opel. "This is a bad neighborhood."

Maybe we were bumping along under the El tracks near 52nd and Market or had just dropped off Genie, our beloved housekeeper/babysitter, at her Osage Avenue row home in West Philadelphia. Maybe...

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No 'Cure' for Growing Older

(0) Comments | Posted September 10, 2014 | 5:12 PM

True confession: I watch an hour-long soap opera once a week.

In Spanish.

Viewing episodes of Victoria, a télénovela filmed in Bogotá, is part of my homework at Philadelphia's Spanish Language School. Since my comprehension lags behind my speaking ability, it helps to hear...

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Down & Dirty with the Arugula

(2) Comments | Posted July 7, 2014 | 6:24 PM

It doesn't get more local than this.

I am kneeling in moist soil next to six rows of baby lettuce mix -- an earthbound salad of reddish oval leaves interspersed with broad and branchy green ones -- at a Roxborough farm four miles from my house..

We joined...

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All Dolled Up: Barbie and the Girl Scouts

(1) Comments | Posted March 25, 2014 | 6:50 PM

It's been years since my partner and I issued the Barbie Proclamation, but the recent tempest amidst the Girl Scouts, Mattel, feminists and consumer advocates brought it all right back.

Our daughter was six, about to celebrate her birthday party with friends from a new school that included families...

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Still Marching... But Not Down the Aisle

(0) Comments | Posted January 30, 2014 | 10:52 AM

Once upon a time, I marched down Broadway in Portland, Oregon, behind the Dykes on Bikes with their leather vests and in front of the Radical Fairies in their skirts of swirling tulle. Some couples walked hand in hand; a few pushed strollers. Together, we shouted, "We're here; we're queer;...

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Fork in the Road: A Mother's Prayer for a Picky Eater

(0) Comments | Posted November 25, 2013 | 3:57 PM

The List is anchored to the refrigerator door with a four-inch magnet of Max. That's Max from the Maurice Sendak book, the willful, inventive, pajama-clad protagonist of Where the Wild Things Are. The List, on our fridge long enough to have acquired spatterings of tamari and smears of applesauce, was...

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Killing My Goldfish: Thoughts on Power and Personhood

(0) Comments | Posted October 30, 2013 | 7:02 PM

I killed my first pet. It was a goldfish, orange flicker in a plastic baggie I carried carefully home from Lankenau Fair. The bowl sat on my windowsill, framed by flowered, ruffled curtains. My parents had long nixed the idea of a dog or a cat, but the fish was...

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