End of the Year Favourites (2020)

Reading Time: 5 minutes Oh 2020, what a year, what a year… In this article, I collected the stories that marked me this year. Non-fiction books, in random order: Fiction Articles Videos Podcasts I would like to conclude with a quote from Good Economics for Hard Times: “Defining people by their problems is turning circumstance into essence. It denies hope.” And maybe hope can rise like seeds from the ashes of this year.

Books for 6-9-year-Olds

Reading Time: 4 minutes This article is a continuation of Books for 0-6-year-olds, with some books that blend between years. Growing up and facts of life It is never too early to discuss such an important topic as body safety education. We can’t afford to be squeamish and avoid difficult conversations. Some of these books should be read once or twice per month. Science Diversity Inspiring people Storytelling Poetry Exquisite books

Books for 0-6-year-olds

Reading Time: 7 minutes As the saying goes for gifts, “Give them something to read/ Something they want and something they need”, I thought I would share some book recommendations. I wouldn’t hesitate to buy any of these as a present for my nephews or our friends’ children. After comparing Usborne versus DK versus National Geographic, I think that DK has the best ratio of information per age, with the right amount of information. Of course, this is just a personal opinion. Also, I discovered two very worrisome …

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Letters to My daughter: The Fifth Spirit

Reading Time: < 1 minute You dream and speak of Elsa, But don’t you know that you have powers too? The sun and moon waltz on your face, And every time I kiss your eyelids I feel the earth’s of you hum beneath. When rivers come down on your face, I am struck. You are waterful too. And there’s the fire in your heart. Then you are the wind, never standing still. And when I try to catch you with a jar, I remember: Step back. She has her …

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Remembering 2020

Reading Time: < 1 minute And no more left dreams were right With no more hopes nor aims in sight. I chopped my dreams, I chopped them small Until they were all bleeding, all, all. With no more dreams to spare, How could I learn to live, to love, to dare? I buried the ashes of my dreams. Some were rotten. Some were seeds.

A Home for Ideas

Reading Time: < 1 minute I have it in me This idea that wants to break free. The snow Of the A4 Says: “Come, I’ll be your home.” Black, tiny letters start running wild like a poem. Words battling shadows, seeking the light. Unfolding their tales in the quiet of night. Until the web Of the ink Says: “Stop, here comes the dot.”

Hardwon Wisdom from Four Months of Living Caffeine-Free

Reading Time: 10 minutes Four months ago, on an ordinary Sunday: I have my coffee at around 9 am. I am starting to feel a jolt of energy and enthusiasm. Two hours pass, and I can feel that horrible pain behind my eye sockets. It is like a razor shaving layers, deeper and deeper. The final effect of caffeine comes in about three or four hours: I must lie down for at least an hour. I managed to keep it together on weekdays as I plunged deep into …

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Word Beings

Reading Time: < 1 minute And maybe a word is more than a thing. It seems to laugh, it seems to cry. It is all wonders and is all a lie. And maybe we are beings drawn in words. Choking on their meanings blurred. A drop of poison in the sweetest honey. Yeast fermenting in hope and money. Knife that slays or weakly sighs. Bridges forming, crossing eyes. And in the end, what is a word? Playdough.