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Carpet School: Weaving Specific Childhoods – sundrops and rainbeams
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June 18, 2015. June 18, 2015. Carpet School: Weaving Specific Childhoods. When I was in Egypt, a long time ago, before the Arab Spring and the rise and fall of the Muslim Brotherhood, we visited a “Carpet School”. I was with a summer study abroad tour, and knew about as much about the world away from home as the stuffed polar bear in my Adidas duffel bag did. When our group came into the dimly lit concrete space, the children continued to weave while reaching out one-handed and chiming for. Small childre...
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Dusty Tessellations of Home – sundrops and rainbeams
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June 6, 2015. June 12, 2015. Dusty Tessellations of Home. We have been writing about our travels. Pretty much since we have been writing. One day we walked over that hill. We looked up and saw something new. We told our friends about it. Maybe painted it on a cave wall. We had found a new possibility over there, and we were not in Kansas anymore. So we looked for another hill and the words to describe what we might find there. The idea that something both new. One summer I found these dusty traces of hom...
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The Sniper in the Hill: The View from Far Away | the american tourist
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Thoughts of a wandering woman. You Know You Want to. Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Join 76 other followers. The Sniper in the Hill: The View from Far Away. Map, Map in my hand…who is the fairest in the land? Consider this my warning shot across the bow. Laquo; Back-to-Back World Champs. 124; I See You. The Sniper in the Hill: The View from Far Away. But as Americans, what is the story we tell for the Germans? To be perfectly clear, I d...