At the time I'm writing this post, please know that my hand is like 92.2% healed. Last month, just two days before the official start of school, I cut my hand. Believe me, it was not intentional and usually I patch up any knicks and bruises myself but this was beyond my scope of TV… Continue reading Story Time: I Cut Myself
Being on the darker end of the skin colour spectrum has great perks...first of all I'll look twenty-something til I'm forty-something. But there's also that whole, folks wanna treat us less than drama, no big deal, racism doesn't exist anymore, etc. etc. I've watched my share of YouTube videos of other black women that have… Continue reading Traveling While Black
A couple goes into a restaurant and they order different items on the menu. The server brings their food. They both enjoy their (own) food until one asks, "Let me try some of yours", and this is done so innocently. Now your food could genuinely be better than theirs but now they're eating their food… Continue reading Comparison is the thief of joy…
It's been a little of three weeks since moving to Yangon. So many adventures in such short time. Adventures that I will share soon in some detail. For now, I've been spending my time focusing on the reason I'm here --work. Can't spend all my time touring. But I wanted to share some observations about… Continue reading Loon Almond Tree and Potcake!