“Mama said we are Republicans,” one of my helpers told me the other day and I could not help but smile. “How old were you?” I asked curiously and he said he didn’t know. Somewhere in between child and teenager, he became a Republican, because his mother said they were. Continue reading
Tag Archives: travel
My Summer in the Alps
Sometimes, very seldom, I feel something like homesickness, even though it’s not for a home or family, but rather for a tradition and or perhaps rituals I remember so vividly. Right about now, at the beginning of summer, I was always called back home to our farm in Austria. I got an extra week of vacation, like so many of us farm-children who had to help. Continue reading
Born a Racist – Changed by Life Part II
“You are going to England for the summer,” my Grandma surprised me and she would spend my favorite time of the year with two children from Italy. She had been given a pamphlet of EF a student summer exchange program -which is still existing to this day. She had liked the idea to send me off so it seems because she had signed up for it months before. Continue reading
Wordless Wednesday
And Life goes on! The World behind plastic!
Many people in Asia wear ‘Face Shields’ instead of face masks. Dancers in Bangkok are still very beautiful when they perform. Continue reading
The world in pictures during Isolation
Made of plastic, it’s fantastic! Marcio Rodrigues is wearing a mask made out of recycled bottles, cans and cartons. The Brazilian photographer wants to design a suit made out of recycled materials if the quarantine in Brazil will continue. Continue reading
Word Travels – Brazil’s Traveling Judges!
Be careful what you wish for!
Just a couple of weeks ago I felt overwhelmed by work and life in general. I wished for a few days off, dreamed of doing absolutely nothing.
As a small business owner I had my share of ups and downs, but never thought I would find myself in a situation where I would be forced to close or postpone all my classes, yet I did. Continue reading
Lent Memories
Lent was a big deal in our Catholic boarding school. 40 days of fasting was the motto, which didn’t bother us too much, we were used to it. Boarding school food is a bit like hospital food, and fasting comes naturally. Continue reading
Wordless Wednesday