Have you ever wondered why, thousands of years ago, we decided to split the winter season into two separate years? Dividing the cold months to create an entirely new year in the latter half is one of the enigmas best left to history, I suppose, but I think we college students have as good a guess as any as to why our...
Every Sunday afternoon, my mom used to drag me to the open-air market where the neighborhood tailor (yes, I said tailor) set up his dusty, working-since-1967 sewing machine. “Can we measure out enough material for two outfits, one with a headdress?” said my mom—only she said it in Bambara, the native language of...
Someone whispers to you backstage in the school auditorium, reminding you not to forget your lines. You nervously look at your third grade teacher and straighten the costume your mom sewed last week. This is it — your big debut. Look out world. Look out mothers with flashing digital cameras. Look out classmates. This...
Every Christmas Eve I remember hearing the door to my little brother’s bedroom creak open while his footsteps gingerly crept into the den where the tree – and more importantly – the presents were sitting. I could hear him rummaging through the boxes and packages, and then the counting would begin. “One for me, two for...
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