I remember sitting down to write one of my blog posts last year and being inspired by the likes of some of my friends who had really taken a reflective look on the jobs they had post graduation and realized that they were not happy, and made the necessary changes to pursue what would, in… Continue reading When Red Lights Signal Hope Not Warnings
Author: odeliay
And Mom Always Told Me Half Full Glasses Can Still Fill the Soul
It's been a rough week. And after each day I thought things would get a little easier, but something harder came along the way. It's one of those trough periods of my life, and this one is especially low. But today I saw that glimmer of tides to turn. One simple sign reminding me that… Continue reading And Mom Always Told Me Half Full Glasses Can Still Fill the Soul
“She Turned Her Can’ts into Cans and Her Dreams into Plans”
I remember distinctly two days during my senior year of high school. Well, there were more than those two I remember, but these two were linked. The first day was the day that I came into my bedroom and found a Harvard application on my desk. I knew immediately it was my mother who had… Continue reading “She Turned Her Can’ts into Cans and Her Dreams into Plans”
That First Encounter
In my teacher book club we are reading Beverly Tatum's Why Are All the Black Kids Sitting Together in the Cafeteria? I find the book club an interesting experiment in who among my fellow corps members are well versed in talking about topics of race and ethnicity and education and who are trying to understand the concepts,… Continue reading That First Encounter
You Can’t Just Show Up: Reflections on the First 9 Weeks
When I was 7, I was in Sunday School when someone came to get the kids who had been working in Vacation Bible School on a singing and dancing act to perform. Now I had not been going to VBS because I was not registered, but when I saw that the person who came to… Continue reading You Can’t Just Show Up: Reflections on the First 9 Weeks
Where Children Play: Finding the Paths to Happiness
I recently attended an alumni summit for the Coca Cola Scholars foundation. I was in a world of inspiration and love, surrounded by so many people I had not seen in so long and all those who practice the art of "humbition" (the crossroads of being humble in your learning and ambitious in your goals).… Continue reading Where Children Play: Finding the Paths to Happiness
Roots that Hold Fast Even in Shallow Dirt
I love standing by my door during passing period and seeing my old students pass me. It's often followed by big smiles on both end, a quick hug, or a pat on the back. Some enter my room and take their seat for another year together, while others keep walking to new classrooms where they… Continue reading Roots that Hold Fast Even in Shallow Dirt
8 and 5
NumbersNumerically evaluating my life there are a few important numbers right now.6, the number of days I've been back in Miami and 2, the number of days I've actually felt like I was grounded in being back to my life here.3, the number of times I have sat down and had a relaxing drink with… Continue reading 8 and 5
It’s Home, Even if It Is a Bit Messy
Last night I turned on to an all too familiar street and felt the usual bubble of laughter rise up in my throat as I glanced at the cross streets of my apartment: Bruce and Wayne. One can't help but love living at the corner of the Dark Knight himself. It's just one of the… Continue reading It’s Home, Even if It Is a Bit Messy
“Hold Your Own, Know Your Name, and Go Your Own Way”
You need not to find a cure for everything that makes you weak. -City and Colour, "Against the Grain" I remember when I first discovered the soothing voice of City and Colour, and especially when I first heard the beautiful words of the song "Against the Grain." The singer tells the listener that when things… Continue reading “Hold Your Own, Know Your Name, and Go Your Own Way”
Odelia Younge 