"What's your specialty?" That's the one question I have been asked consistently since immigrating to Academia. It's really an unexpected question unless you're from the land of Academia. The first time I heard that question, it was...well...interesting...and surprising. There was no, "Where are you from?" "Any kids?" "Where do you live?" - the kinds of … Continue reading specialization
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When I told my parents that we had made the decision to move to Chicago, my father was very angry. More accurately, he was crushed. I knew he wouldn’t be happy. There’s no way he could understand why a job would move me and his grandchildren across the country, away from him. He is from … Continue reading preserve
the windy road to the windy city
We moved. We vaguely imagined a new way of life for our family, packed up our memories in the form of things, and drove a long distance. Our boxed memories have been unpacked, but our old rhythms remain enclosed in our muscles. We've been here for just about eight weeks now and if I'm honest, … Continue reading the windy road to the windy city