This past New Years I traveled with my brother and friends to Cambodia and saw something unexpected. I saw terribly poor families without clothing and without much shelter. Children played in the dirt streets without shoes because their feet grow too fast. They don’t require helmets for children under 16 because it’s too expensive to buy the new equipment. I … Read More
My Parents, My Teachers
As a child of immigrant parents, neither of whom graduated from high school, I have often wondered how it was possible that all six of their children graduated from college and earned advanced degrees from some of the best colleges in the country — Harvard, Brown, UC Berkeley, Cornell, Columbia, etc. It certainly wasn’t the public schools we attended. Most … Read More
