Reflections

“Back to school” That seemingly innocent phrase, that taps you on the…

The kindergarten classroom is certainly full of indigestible surprises. I am no…

One September morning in 1968 I was hitchhiking to my first teaching…

I was in the middle of a game of bingo when equality…

In many countries, the allure of ideologies promoting nationalism, isolationism and populism…

My decision to sit down with my grandfather every Wednesday to record…

In the summer of 2000, I willingly departed the comforts of Nova…

While cicadas are making loud noises outside under the hot sun, I…

Visualize for a moment the waves of the sea crashing on a…

After teaching for a major portion of my working life, it was…