There are moments, instances, experiences that shape our lives. Both good and bad, big and small, these are the things that make me me, and you, you.
These are the comments from your mother, the good mark from your teacher, the accident in February, your father’s death in June. They’re acceptance into grad school, the crazy trip to Tokyo, the man you bumped on the subway, the loss of your job, too soon. They’re the traffic jams, coffee breaks, playground brawls, road trips, pregnancies, broken hearts . . . These are the fabric of our lives. Continue reading
Fish head soup is a common meal in China.
Unfortunately, fresh fruit isn’t *all* kids eat in the States.
Bugs are a common treat throughout Asia.
Or how you do your hair . . .
Pink! Tokyo, Japan.
Some like it short, and to look like wallpaper. United States.
Orthodox Jewish boys in Palestine.
“Baba” in Nepal.
what you wear . . .
Woman in India.
“Goth” teens in the States.
Boys in Incwala.
Muslim women in Karnataka.
or if you like to wave it around like you just don’t care . . .
Tribesmen dancing in Uganda.
In case I didn’t paint a clear enough picture in my last post, I thought this one might help.
Boy from the Solomon Islands.
Next time: “Talking Heads.” A look at how language shapes culture, and vice versa. And how it feels to be a foreigner, in oblivion.
Note: Images taken from a variety of sources on the Internet. I will be posting a list with each individual source soon. Not meaning to infringe on any copyrights!