Last week, my Public Speaking and Debate students gave their first formal speeches. As always, I was intrigued by what each new set of students will talk about and how they will deliver their speeches. One student in particular gave a speech called, “How to love yourself without losing weight” that brought a tickle of… Continue reading Why is it so hard for women to accept themselves?
Hello once again! I’m back with another installment of expat blogger interviews. You thought I’d forgotten or given up on this, didn’t you? Nahhh. Expats are just a particular bunch of bananas. And toss in the ones that blog, too? It’s like herding well-fed cats, I tell you! Today, I’m happy to introduce Audra who… Continue reading Fish out of water: expat bloggers interview series #5
It has become a necessity for me to write down my early memories. If I neglect to do so for a single day, unpleasant physical symptoms immediately follow. As soon as I set to work they vanish and my head feels perfectly clear…. Something within me has been touched. A gradient has formed, and I… Continue reading The Paradox of Memoir Writing
“All of humanity’s problems stem from man’s inability to sit quietly in a room alone.” – Blaise Pascal I was contemplating the complexities of being an introvert or what feels like introvertedness when I thought about the times I had tuned out. On my 21st birthday I was dragged out of my comfort zone to… Continue reading Seeking solitude and sanity in everyday life
Island of the Blue Dolphins fed my melancholic soul when I was a child. I wasn’t naturally sad, but after my father’s death, I felt very alone and withdrawn. Island of the Blue Dolphins is about a girl stranded alone on an island (and interestingly enough was based on a true story), and it comforted… Continue reading How the right books found me at the right times
// I love milestones because they give me a chance to reflect and disrupt my day-to-day routine and forward-oriented thinking. // The things that initially shocked me the most about Siem Reap was the poverty, specifically, fewer infrastructures (i.e. the lack of paved roads, how dirty it was), and how much better Cambodians spoke… Continue reading Sharing a memory: reflecting on 2 years in Cambodia
I’ve been avoiding Sihanoukville because: a) I’m from Hawaii, therefore a beach snob (okay, I have high standards), b) it’s either a 12-14 hour bus ride (no, thank you) or an expensive plane ticket, and c) I’ve heard that it’s a seedy beach town that caters to male travellers (yeahhh). But I have been wanting… Continue reading Sihanoukville, Kampot and Kep: 7 days and 6 nights