“Oh, You Do Know My Language”: Finding the Poetry in Another Tongue
By Christian Hayden Humanist Service Corps Volunteer I met a little boy that resembled my features Nappy afro, gap in his smile…. He looked at me and said, “Kendrick you do know […]
By Christian Hayden Humanist Service Corps Volunteer I met a little boy that resembled my features Nappy afro, gap in his smile…. He looked at me and said, “Kendrick you do know […]
By Barry Klassel Humanist Chaplain at Rutgers University Despite an ingrained skepticism – and even revulsion – on the part of some at the thought of dialogue across the sacred/secular divide, there […]
Part IV: The Waters That Divide Us When I was five, my father—no doubt exhausted from days of dragging a small child around over-stimulating amusement parks—introduced what he called “hotel days,” […]
By Naduah Wheeler Humanist Service Corps Volunteer Transportation is one of my favorite parts of traveling. Mundane forms of transportation for locals in other countries seem new and unusual to me and […]
By Matan Gold Humanist Service Corps Volunteer An open courtyard. A tin roof rusted red. A useless fan hangs from a wooden scaffold, its cords frayed vine-like. A woman sweeps the yard, […]