In writing, I have the advantage of delayed reaction.
It’s a new year. And it’s been a year since I first began to write on PERSPECTIVE. An exciting, interesting year. For every avid reader, every follower… Read more “2017”
Still on the subject of who we are and Korea (random events have been bringing back memories of that beautiful far away grey jagged land), do you… Read more “Stand Out”
Sometimes, who we are can take us down a long and murky path. Categorizing, ostracizing, snubbing and killing even though the only race that matters is the… Read more “Identity”
Hello friends! I want to say “Welcome to the month of July!”. But then, just like all the other months, it’s raced by so quickly and is… Read more “Today”
Jara is a Yoruba word for extra, something more, a little bit more.
For the last several weeks, we’ve been having car trouble. It’s been back and forth to the mechanic’s until finally, the car decided it was due for… Read more “WHAT DO YOU KNOW?”
Once upon a time, some dogs died. The young man left to take care of his master’s house locked the gate and disappeared. But he left the dogs.
It is raining again and I am thinking of seasons. And change. A month ago, thanks to the North Eastern Trade Winds blowing across the vast Sahara Desert (can’t resist a bit of Geography) we were roasting under the dry and dusty spell of the Harmattan winds.
Where do you feel the most pressure?