Stay Away from the Whitewashed

There was the picture looking at me from the computer screen. It was an old picture from the middle of the 20th century, a classroom filled with native American children. And there were two things I noticed. First, the children’s hair. Knowing what I know about the indigenous peoples of the Americas, girls have beautiful,…

How To Be a Learner

I recently was starting to help some people who have migrated to Boston with their language. I always begin telling them about my own mistakes in learning another language. Then, I start to tell them about knots. What are knots? Knots are the leftover after you have a confusing experience. You hear something announced on…

Don’t Get Dragged Into It

There I was, leaving the chapel I was just praying in, in Boston, when I saw a familiar face standing outside. A man I had known casually in the past, in the church. He had a clipboard in his hand, and he approached. “Hi Jerome! Hey, we’re looking for people to sign this petition to…