July 30, 2011 § 8 Comments
Without the book in hand you will have to imagine some of the images described, but imagining is one of the strengths of our species.
In the first picture is Emma Mbua, curator of hominid fossils at the National Museum, Nairobi. Standing beside her is the 1.6 million-year-old skeleton of Turkana Boy.
Emma, with her great cranial capacity, is clearly a member of the current hominid club, Homo sapiens (note her thoughtful expression and the ease with which she stands erect).
July 14, 2011 § 20 Comments
I began making the list and the first thing that came to mind didn’t smell all that good—but it was a thread that, when pulled, was attached to one of my most thrilling preteen memories.
Men’s cologne: I remember dancing wrap-around in the school gym breathing in the too-much smell of cologne on a boy’s neck. That blatant and unsubtle scent is still, all these years later, the smell of, ohmygosh, I’m twelve years old and I’m hugging a boy!
July 7, 2011 § 15 Comments
If you’ve ever had a kid, or been a kid with siblings who are nothing like you, you know every child is born with an innate personality.
As if “self” were a suitcase packed for the journey, each of us arrives predisposed to be a certain kind of person.
But from the moment we draw our first breath, it is the people around us who encourage and nurture that natural self, reshape it, or so deprive it of oxygen it withers.
The force of other personalities is especially effective when applied to a temperament like mine. I’m a natural-born sidekick. Ask me what I want to do and I’ll say, “I don’t know, what you want to do?”