Me standing in front of the Metropolitan Opera House with arms wide open

Experiencing Wagner’s Ring Cycle at The Met

“All right everyone. Shhhh!”, the man’s voice pierced the air, heavy with anticipation. This was followed by light laughter from some fellow opera-goers and then clapping by all those who approved. I was one of them. “Here we go”, I thought sitting comfortably in the second seat from the aisle in row F of the […]

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Baba’s Story – Surviving the Shoah

Dear Baba, Today is your birthday and although we have never met, I am thinking of you. You may not know this but every time I dust the dining room table and chairs, which you had protected with plastic for so many years and that now stands in our dining room, I say hello to […]

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Exploring the Spreewald in Germany

As the East German buildings became more interspersed and the lush greenery┬ástarted to take over, my shoulders dropped and I began to relax. When I spotted cows outside the train window I became more and more excited about our weekend in the Spreewald, nicknamed the Venice of Germany, which seemed to be the perfect antidote […]

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The History of Berlin Through the Eyes of Frau B

“This is where he stood,” Frau B told me as she stood tall with a male stance. “There was a huge crowd,” she continued pointing to where she had stood. “We shouted ‘Ken-ne-dy, Ken-ne-dy.’” Frau B couldn’t understand his entire speech because she did not speak English, but she remembers the most famous part very […]

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Unusual Classrooms

Unusual Classrooms

Teaching English as a Second Language lends itself to a nomadic lifestyle, allowing me to combine my love of teaching with my love of traveling. I have taught in four countries including my own, spanning three continents. While usually my classrooms have been the standard desk, chair and white board scenario, my travels have opened […]

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How I Ended Up in a German Holding Cell

As soon as I saw them enter the train car I knew I was in trouble. The doors closed, the jerk of the subway starting┬ácaused everyone to unanimously jolt forward and then back, and the new passengers announced themselves with “Fahrscheine bitte” (tickets please). Riding Schwarz I had forgotten to renew my monthly pass when […]

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