Originally posted on Raising My Rainbow:
Imagine my utter delight when I learned that at the next PTA meeting, someone would be speaking about the anti-bullying laws in place to protect LGBT and gender creative kids. Although I’m a card-carrying PTA member, I’ve attended only three PTA meetings in my six years as mother to…
Early morning, dew and orange juice, grass cutters and high-pitched ‘good morning’ calls compete with loud footsteps thundering outside your door. Sleep beckons you from your bed pleading with you for five more minutes. AM news and traffic updates, coffee cup in hand, heels on straight. A new day.
I really like this idea. In Public Health, the approach is always ‘community-based’ focused, meaning use what the community is comfortable with to put your message across. No need to adapt colonial structures of impressing upon people i.e. coming in and using what YOU are used to in the Western world to try and get […]
Yes, I am guilty. I promised myself that I would write as much as possible. I would post something on my blog almost every day (well, really, I had promised every day…but that’s neither here nor there) but I have been failing. I could blame work. Sitting at my desk all day, typing out things […]
Originally posted on Snotting black:
(after preliminary words, the trial begins) “I will tell the whole truth, not part of it, and nothing else besides it, truth.” Prosecutor: Where were you and what were you doing on the night of September 13, 2011? Arabic student: It’s hard to say exactly….yesterday seems so long ago. I…
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