For every pakistani daughter who has dimmed her own light so that others may shine brighter.Everyday is the first day of your life, dear one. You get to choose.Dec 27, 20212Dec 27, 20212
Feral Hope in a Time of Burning EmbersI have words but I don’t know where to put them I have silence but don’t know how to stay still I have rage but only these smoky ruins…Dec 2, 2021Dec 2, 2021
It was never just about the math, but always about the loveThere are two quotes that I keep close to my heart and revisit before I begin teaching a math lesson. I don’t always say them, sometimes I…Mar 16, 2021Mar 16, 2021
lessons in dying learned from my fatherYou were hearing voices. They speak to you. In these between times. What are they saying to you? I would like to know as well. But maybe…Mar 2, 2021Mar 2, 2021
What is a scent but a memory trapped in chemistry?A molecular mapping from nose to brain to heartJan 14, 2021Jan 14, 2021
How to Love Me — A Guidebook.(I have Complex PTSD due to years of anxiety, trauma, and abuse. Here is a guidebook that can help folks who are trying to help me right…Dec 30, 2020Dec 30, 2020
America 2020 — a prayer on the eve of electionWhat is fear? Fear is this snake in my stomach A roiling, writhing mess Sinuous anticipation A measured watching and waiting The coiled…Nov 4, 2020Nov 4, 2020
Hope Is A Discipline — A Reflection by Two Math Educators in ChicagoHope is a discipline ~ Mariame KabaOct 6, 2020Oct 6, 2020
