How to Wear a Sari: The best posts so far
/ Hayley KadabaAs I wrote two weeks ago, we're on Version 3 of How to Wear a Sari. (Thanks for your patience!) When I taught high school, I often explained to students that there are two reasons to write. The first is to discover what you think. The second is to explain what you think to someone else. After a few years and several starts, I might just be reaching that second purpose.
Whether you're just joining me or you've followed along before, here are 10 of my past posts that I'm calling "The Keepers." They're part of my "discover what you think" phase that led me to continue writing about living and parenting in a multicultural family.
So far this month, I've focused on holiday traditions, writing about Christmas movies, decorations, and treats. What I haven't written about so far is the true meaning of Christmas. Here are 8 words that remind me of what this season is really about--
This week, we celebrated Diwali, an Indian festival that marks the triumph of good over evil and the beginning of a new year.
While I was looking through my photo archives for today's post, I noticed that many of my favorite family photos resembled photos that were taken of my mother and her siblings/cousins.Enjoy a bit of time travel today!
This morning, I took a break with a cup of tea and It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown, to kickoff the holiday countdown.
I finished Go Set a Watchman by Harper Lee weeks ago, and I've struggled with what I would write about here since the moment I read the last word on the last page. Truthfully, since about halfway through the book.
I learned my love for butterflies from my grandmother, who happily passed on her appreciation for the pretty, winged creatures through the stained-glass miniatures hanging from her kitchen window, trips to Callaway Gardens, and her stories.
A fascinating fact about spaghetti: there is both one right way to cook and eat spaghetti and a dozen right ways to cook and eat spaghetti.
If my car clock (which is purposely 4 minutes fast) says 6:28 when I pull out of the driveway, I'm early, if it's 6:34, I am exactly on time, and if it's 6:38, I'm late.I'm pretty sure that it was a 6:32 kind of morning when the turkeys showed up.
What did I do this week? I graded papers. But I also finished the February issue of my Real Simple magazine and decided to write something inspired by this month's question, "What is the sweetest thing that a loved one has ever done for you?
What's Christmas without a little joy? A little laughter? A little Why did we do that? a few days after?