In The Salt Mines – A Students Profound Insight
A student graciously agrees to share an intimate insight with all, affording us a direct glimpse into the ‘heat of the kitchen’ and the intimacy of the soul. […]
A student graciously agrees to share an intimate insight with all, affording us a direct glimpse into the ‘heat of the kitchen’ and the intimacy of the soul. […]
Your doorbell rings at 2 o’clock in the morning. Startled, you get up, make your way downstairs and open the door. A man stands before you wearing diamond rings and a fur coat; a Rolls Royce stands behind him. He is sorry to wake you up at this ridiculous hour, but he is in the middle of a scavenger hunt. He needs a piece of wood about three by seven feet, two inches thick. Can you help him? […]
I am not a historian. Who knows how most people lived and thought in the privacy of their home before the age of Facebook. Through Facebook I am told that a vague acquaintance of mine just made a bean soup, and the notification is accompanied by a picture of said soup. Another one informs me of someone using a new deodorant, and why this seems to be a life-changing event. A third one shows off their new dog, obviously soaking in the accolades of friends expressing their admirations. Really? Should I care about soups, deodorants, pets and whatever else the kitchen sink can swallow in other people’s homes? […]