Traveling historian with a writer's heart
Or my venting writing
I am the daughter of an immigrant. I grew up in a house divided by two cultures. I grew up speaking two languages. I grew up defending a mother who had an accent. I grew up having been glared at and even yelled at to speak in English because we were in America (may I [...]
Two Years Ago An article I wrote in the midst of my anger. "No child left behind, that's the American scheme" raps Macklemore in Ten Thousand Hours, words that to me, resonated as I drove by the high school I graduated from. Eerie that I paid attention to those words at that moment, due to [...]
When I moved to Paris, I realized my femininity. I was in the big city and I wanted to dress well, forgetting the small town norms of jeans and a t-shirt and feeling self-conscious when wearing red-lipstick, I went all out in heels and dresses that made me feel beautiful. I wore pumps for the [...]
It's taken me a while to put these words together. I do not want to misspeak. What happened on Friday, November 13th, 2015 is unimaginable, and I can only imagine what the victim's friends and family and the people who were an audience to the horrors of that night are going through. I was luckily [...]
So you want to travel. You want to see the world. You want to be wanderlust. You have saved up enough money to buy a plane ticket and a few months abroad... but you know what would be better? Getting paid as you lived abroad. So after much googling, you've decided the path for you is au pairing. [...]
Veronica Lavil 