Oberlin Blogs

You have to take your alone time when you can find it.

"Mlivíte česky?" The beginning of my semester in Prague.

I had a great first week of school and it was because of all the positivity and love around me. So I got creative and wrote a post about loving the love around me and extending it further.

In light of the rising of Ferguson, MO to mass media attention and the ever increasing black and brown bodies being lost, I took some time to reflect on what I am called to do. First and foremost was to qualify what this blog is for and to set the tone for what is to come.

"Disclaimers" sets the context for this open letter of sorts that captures elements of a relationship that stands the test of time among a variety of societal challenges, perceptions and misunderstandings.

Everything I learned about course registration (plus some additional advice from Obies who have been there, done that).

The Oberlin Family Dinner was never meant to end at the recipes. Food is, at its most honest heart, something to be shared.

Fact: if you and I have collaborated on a meal together before, you've probably received an email titled with the name of this post before. To quote the old blues song: "Come on in my kitchen."

One of my biggest frustrations over the course of my time at Oberlin is that male authors have dominated my reading lists. This may come as a surprise to some; Oberlin is a progressive institution so you'd think that I'd be reading works by people of all genders. Not so.

A mini-reality check popped into my mailbox a few days ago. Past Ma'ayan is here to visit the current Ma'ayan with a present!

Last year, I received an email from two Texas elementary school teachers, asking for materials for their classroom. I sent things with lots of pictures, and thought I was done.

And other insights from this year's commencement week.