At the beginning of this year, a colleague and friend told me that I was born to lead, but that I must learn to follow first. It was a time when I had made the decision to co-chair the English Department at my school. It got me thinking about the definition of a good leader. … More Follow, Lead, Follow, Lead?
Expressing myself came very naturally, at a very young. In my eyes, everything I wrote was clear and glorious. Until I got to the Eight grade and placed in the lower level English class. I thought I was good at school. I thought I loved to read and write, until that year. I was thirteen … More I am a writer. Am I a writer?
Early September, Dad and I sat down to have lunch at the Cheesecake Factory. As I looked over the menu, Dad kept asking me what I was going to get. Because I knew we may share, I ordered shrimp tacos instead of what I really wanted–the margherita pizzette. My dad and I have very different palates, … More Ordering a Clear Decision
Every time we went on the train in India, my mom went crazy for days preparing. She would pack anything and everything in sight, just in case. “Just in case” was a big theme for mom. Sam and I would run around excitedly choosing clothes, toys, games to keep us entertained on our train ride. … More Training on the Train