I’ve been teaching myself Hebrew for the past year and a half. Duelingo – some online software I use to learn – has provided me with a few odd things to translate.
When I form an opinion on something, I inhale all the information I can possibly obtain. Sometimes, there’s no right or wrong answer, but a preference (vanilla is better than chocolate). Other times, there is a clear cut distinction between right and wrong, good and bad (fare jumping on Metro is wrong because it’s stealing, something that too many in DC disagree with). And other times, I clearly see the reasons why the issue is controversial (socialism vs. capitalism), then lean the way I strongly believe would work best, while acknowledging why others feel differently. I’ll even take it a step further and say that more experiments are needed to understand some subjects before I can form an opinion. Continue reading “Try This”
When I was in elementary school, I recall going to the front of the class to do a math equation on the board.
The entire class said I was wrong. I didn’t bend. I knew I was right. Then the teacher said I was right. The entire class was wrong but me.
I’m glad I didn’t give in to the pressure of others who insisted that I had made a mistake when I didn’t. Fortunately, this was math, where right and wrong answers aren’t a matter of perspective. Continue reading “Math Class”
The Stanley Cup came to my office on Monday, April 8, and I hung out with it afterward. Continue reading “Stanley Cup!”
On Wednesday I met Willie O’Ree, the first black player to play in the NHL, at the Embassy of Canada as he was being honored by the Congressional Hockey Caucus.
