Sandra Stein: The Penny
While I was sitting on a bench in the park, I noticed a penny on the pathway. As people hurried by, no one gave that penny a second glance. It was, after all, only a penny, small and insignificant, and not worth the time to stop and pick it up. Staring at the penny, I thought, By the worlds’ standards, I am not much different than that penny. To the government, I am known as a social security number. To … Continue reading →