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Laos From the Lens of Aaron Joel Santos

A few weeks back, I was in Laos covering a Japanese Encephalitis vaccination campaign with Seattle-based NGO PATH. We were working out of Xiangkhouang Province, near the historic Plain of Jars, as well as in the capital of Vientiane. 122 more words

Photojournalism

What Students Really Need to Hear

It’s 4 a.m.  I’ve struggled for the last hour to go to sleep.  But, I can’t.  Yet again, I am tossing and turning, unable to shut down my brain.   883 more words

Education

The World's Best Mom

That’s a lofty title, I know. And believe it or not, I know her. Even more amazing (to me) is that I’m married to her. 1,517 more words

Motherhood

Camp Coachella

So, I’m back. Cue the party poppers and the loud reverie of all my adoring fans. If you just hear crickets, don’t worry, that IS the reverie, those ARE my fans. 785 more words

Coachella

Discourse of Thrones: Jaime, Cersei, and Confronting Rape

Discourse of Thrones: Jaime, Cersei, and Confronting Rape

April 21st, 2014

When I wrote my review of “Breaker of Chains” on Sunday afternoon, I certainly knew that the scene between Jaime and Cersei at the Sept of Baelor would cause a conversation. 1,671 more words

Game Of Thrones

On Writing and Making Sandwiches

I don’t normally post about the writing process here – as in, like, detailed descriptions of characterizations, writing action scenes, etc. – because A. those sorts of workshop-guides weren’t terribly useful to me as a developing writer, but also B. 675 more words

Writing

What to Do About Syria

You would think that, having stayed in Cairo for much of the last year, I would feel closer than in New York or Boston to the Syrian catastrophe taking place only a few borders away. 6,002 more words

WPlongform

20 Things Everyone Thinks During Skype Interviews

1. Alright, here we go, I’m so ready for this.

2. Okay, internet, any time now.

3. Oh god, oh god, oh god, I have 3 minutes and my internet STILL won’t connect. 357 more words

Humor

Eldercare: The Forgotten Feminist Issue

(This was written late last year; I pitched it a few places but received little interest. I’m posting it here because, well, it’s an important conversation.) 905 more words

Society

Six Years on the Road

Even with a photograph in hand, I can’t tell you much about this car I helped to wash so many times. I never knew the make or model, and todayI’m not even certain of the color. 1,491 more words

Blogging

Dreaming Gabo

Let us speak of love
Openly in the streets where myth
Vanquishes hard truth, and stories course
Eternally like tendrils of a vine.
I’ll learn again to disregard no dream… 286 more words

Poetry

How Tough Is Motherhood?

I’m forced awake before 6am everyday for another round of this thing that is life. I’m always woken by screams after a night of perhaps five broken hours of sleep. 802 more words

Motherhood

A Post Riddled with Haikus

For This Holiday
A Post Riddled with Haikus
Please Submit Some, Friends

It’s National Haiku Poetry Day back in the United States, and I figured I’d make some haikus of my own.

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Riddles

The River's Edge

The river ice is breaking up slowly. Shifting a little everyday in the sun and wind and really coming open where there are strong undercurrents. I was a little surprised to see this snapping turtle floating at the frayed edges of the ice, able to lift its head for air but otherwise shifting with the water like a piece of driftwood, too cold to move. 38 more words

Photography

In Defense of the Dance Major

Several months ago, I heard two interesting reports from NPR’s Planet Money team that focused on college majors and jobs – why people decide to pursue particular tracks of studies and the careers they hold as a result  As might be expected from a program entitled “Planet Money,” both of the these reports focused heavily on the economics of such decisions. 1,956 more words

Dance

The Top 10 Tips I've Learned from Minimalists

I’m not going to covet other minimalists’ lives anymore.

I don’t travel the world with a single backpack.

I haven’t packed up my family to travel across the country in an RV for a year. 1,087 more words

Simplicity

Scatter Poem

Compartmentalization is the term my
mother uses to explain what I’m doing
when I force every demon into a box
in my head and place it high on a shelf… 203 more words

Poetry

NaPoWriMo: When Minjung Slayed the Dragon

 

There was a town upon a hill
Where the trees were green and the lakes were still
And the people lived in peace until
There came a mighty dragon. 199 more words

Poetry

7 Signs of Bag-Lady Chic

Hello, my name is Kathy, and I am a bag lady.

You see, we visited the beach in Ecuador last week–our first trip to the coast since moving to Cuenca 11 months ago–an adventure in its own right, most would think.  910 more words

Style

In Search of Tiny Yellow Flowers

On Thursday, April 16, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature (1982) took leave of this earth. I learned of his passing late in the evening while perusing the day’s news and was immediately saddened by his passing. 917 more words

Literature

The One Where I Didn't Know What to Write

I didn’t want to write something last week on the first anniversary of the Boston Marathon bombings.

I didn’t want to, but I felt like I should. 451 more words

Boston Marathon

R.I.P, Mom

One day, I had a call from mom.

It was one of those routine calls she used to make to my wife and I, more as a means of reaching out than because she had some news of import to convey – the telephone line as umbilical cord. 2,910 more words

Dementia

Will You Be My Eggplant?

In college, there was this boy. He had red hair, so I of course liked him immediately, but he was also sweet and goofy, had a beautiful singing voice, and played the French horn, like me, which is how we met. 815 more words

Language

Uno, Dos, Tres, Quatro, Cinquain

CINQUAIN: a five line stanza

It’s still poetry month. Cinquain is a fun form to play with. A cinquain poem has five lines with two syllables on the first line, four on the second, six on the third, eight on the fourth and two on the fifth.

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NaPoWriMo

Party Like It’s 1925

Here at Classically Educated, we think that everyone takes themselves much too seriously.  Hell, we’ll probably be accused of taking ourselves too seriously.  In fact, the very name “Classically Educated” reeks of pretentious big-headedness.   1,015 more words

History

Please Don't Tell My Television I Said Anything Bad about It.

Television has become the monster in my house that I am afraid to confront. The second I click ‘power’ the blue glow fills the otherwise dark room, because, of course I turned the TV on before the lights…Because who needs lights when you got TV? 1,051 more words

Television

Holi: People, Colors, Emotions, and a Little Bit of Splash

“Holi (English pronunciation: /ˈhl/) (Sanskrit: होली) is a spring festival also known as the festival of colours and the festival of love.  130 more words

Street Photography