The edge of the known world can be found in your kitchen, if you want it to be. Or in your bed. Or during your commute. Every day, there is something new to experience. And if there isn't, shrug and make a margarita.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Why I Came to the USA
My students have been working on a big mural shaped like an American flag, made up of their writings about why they came to live in the United States. It's not finished yet, but we made some progress on the stripes today.
Are you a transplant in the United States? Why did YOU come here?