Graduate school is (chose all that apply): sleepless 2. stressful 3. demanding 4. hectic I was handed a similar test in a dream a couple of weeks ago. If dreams are indeed a reflection of one's reality, I have a lot of thinking to do. On top of all the thinking we, as graduate students, are … Continue reading How I went floating in an attempt to calm the racing mind
"And the winner is...", is the last thing I hear when the power outage erases smiling Heidi Klum from my laptop screen. The washing machine stops, Ale's hoover takes the final breath and the beeping battery-powered fire alarm is the only noise we hear in our de-electrified house. A massive thunderstorm took over Vancouver last night. What started … Continue reading [Closed due to the power outage]
Every Monday I take a bus to Vancouver East Side to facilitate a conversational session for seniors, who are learning English. It is a community-based free program and that is why the its patrons are usually those, who have seen harder times in life. In my class there is a man, who had to work … Continue reading Life long lived
Once, in middle school I wrote an essay about our names. I remember starting with: "My name is Natalia. It is a Greek and Russian name". But then everything got complicated. In my home everyone calls me Natasha, my friends call me Natashka or Natashechka. In the US I was told that all of these are different … Continue reading Natalia/Natasha/Natalie, where is your accent from?
The second week of my comp mode is coming to an end. This was a week of intensive writing and tearful good-byes. Two fellow students from my cohort (who advanced to candidacy) left Vancouver, reminding me that academic and campus life is unstable and in constant state of flux. It is also coincidentally what my … Continue reading Per Aspera Ad Astra. Comp diary, week two.