April 26, 2022: Just like with anything, anywhere, the more you learn, the less you know. The same can be said of languages, countries and, well, life itself. I like to travel because it reminds[…]
Category: Tucson
Day Three: Sonora Solo Travel
How can borders be so simple and so strange? I am driving and I pass over an invisible line and everything changes: the pavement, the signs, the language on the signs, miles into kilometers, food[…]
Day Two in Sonora: Running
I arrived to my destination, Hermosillo, and I cast myself into the unmentionable details: the personality of the sidewalk, the road signs, the things Hermosillenos don’t consciously notice because who thinks about sidewalks? Like myself[…]
Estoy en tu tierra: Spring Break in Sonora (One)
I saw a pavilion with booths below it. I had already crossed the border and did not understand. I looked at the medium cup of Dunkin’ Donuts, jostling with yellow liquid. _______________________ After I piled[…]
National Day for Truth and Reconciliation
I can’t stop talking about teaching. It’s not because I can’t find something else to talk about, it’s just that it is all I am doing. I say hello to all of the students everyday[…]
Airplane Mode (3): Returning
“La mejor parte de estar roto es que encuentras a quienes son capaces de darte partes suyas para que tú vuelvas a estar completo.” -Alejandro Sequera, Mi Viaje Sin Ti Keep in mind, I am[…]
Airplane Mode (2): A Day of Many Kindnesses
Stop here if you haven’t read part one first. After being dropped to the airport by a kind stranger-turned-friend and making friends on the airplane, I was brow-furrowed over how much $ it would take[…]
Airplane Mode (1): Back to Myself
June 30, 2021, 7:26am: The voice of Natalia LaFourcade pulsed through my mind as the puddle-jumper soared into the desert sky. If you are able, please listen to this song while you read: It honors[…]
Survive Teaching // Teaching to Survive
I sit, a woman of average means and multiplying wrinkles, as a survivor of the Zoomiverse. I’m not sure if I’m better for having taught a lifetime of high school classes on Zoom, or if[…]
Taking out the Trash: 2020, A year in review
2020 was NOT TRASH. I am so tired of hearing, in spite of the trauma, loss and anxiety-riddled year that 2020 was, the negativity infused in the number 2020 as if we are entitled to[…]