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There’s a passage in Barbara Kingsolver’s The Poisonwood Bible that describes how one of the preacher’s daughters eventually fell for and married an African revolutionary, how she worked hard to support him in Zaire and Angola and other places so far removed from her native Georgia. I have in my mind’s eye, a pretty young [...] The freedom to change our lives, as we ostensibly have in Amrikan society, is largely an illusion without possessing the courage to change our lives. It is believed that roughly 80% of the people on this planet (if not more) do not like their jobs. But they find a way, some way, somehow, to [...] I still go to dawats, those Bangladeshi dinner parties where the men prattle on about religion, politics or football, the women discuss jewelry, religion, politics or football and the children run around like chickens with their heads cut off… and discuss football. (Hey, we live in Pittsburgh). By this point in my life, I’m often [...] The Vagabond Class and the Third Culture Kid I sometimes wonder how the instability of my 5 years with Cerner has shaped my life in a way that just doesn’t happen to people with “normal” lives. I spent 5 years leading a somewhat vagabond life. Actually, moreso than being a vagabond, my lifestyle was geared [...] |
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