A Little Bit of Chemistry

“Now we are going to talk about the chemical equation for Sodium Chloride.  Anyone care to offer the answer?” My chemistry teacher, Mr. Anderson, rambled on and on about chemical equations.  My eyes were glued to the back of Luke’s perfect head of hair. It seemed like every curl on the back of his neck turned upwards at just the right angle.  How did he have such perfect hair?  My hair barely did as it was told even after using the straightener.

Taking on Taiwan: My Lizzie Moment

Growing up as a late 90s to early 2000s kid, Lizzie McGuire and Disney were all the craze.  Honestly, I think everyone wanted to be Lizzie McGuire at some point in their childhood.  She had Gordo and Miranda, and then she even got a movie where she met a handsome Italian pop singer (who turned out to be terrible in the end, unfortunately) and she sang in front of thousands of people, and still got Gordo in the end.  But mostly, I wanted to be Lizzie McGuire for one solid reason: that Vespa ride in The Lizzie McGuire Movie.  

Taking on Taiwan: The Buzz About Buxibans

Not less than twenty-four hours after touching down in Taipei the second time, I was sitting in a lecture hall among forty other men and women.  Some of them were the same age as I was, while others were older with far more teaching credentials than I had.  Exhaustion filled me, mostly because I’d spent much of the night chatting with my roommate and one of my now good friends, Rona, after she arrived as well.  We awaited our training leaders to start what would be a week’s worth of learning how to teach and more about the HESS curriculum.

What Happens After Your Last Game

I remember the first time I stepped foot on the ice in hockey skates.  At nine years old, I had donned figure skates for six years leading up to that, but nothing could prepare me for the dozens of bruises and bumps I had all over my body as I got used to life without toe picks.  But yet, despite every fall and a few stifled laughs from my teammates that summer, I kept on trying.  Thirteen years later, I would step on the ice for the last time, wearing my collegiate uniform and equipment way larger than the first set of pads I wore way back when.

Culture Kids

Recently, a coworker of mine lent me the book Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom.  For those of you who don’t know, it was on the U.S. Bestseller list and it’s a highly acclaimed book, and rightfully so.  Without giving too much away, the contents of the story are pretty simple: it’s about a teacher reconnecting with his student and their very last class together: a class all about life, and how to be a good human.  And as you may guess, it only took place on Tuesdays.