Category Archives: Visits from the Karagöz puppets

“Let nothing die inside:” Karagöz puppet chaos and wisdom

Posted on April 2, 2012 by lizcameron

When I last left you, I was basking the glow of a purple, lavender-scented foot massage and paraffin bath.  OK, at least my feet were basking in that glow.  I awoke this morning to the horrific beat of my heart … Continue reading →

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Men and Pedicures: Macho duck – or “metro-sexual” from a Muslim land?

Posted on April 1, 2012 by lizcameron

When I last left you, I was sharing my story of exposure to the Arabian Nights thanks to my mother, who championed imagination and a broad world view uber alles when it came to raising her girls.  She did not, … Continue reading →

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Of Turkish tea – and t-tests

Posted on March 27, 2012 by lizcameron

It’s been a grading bonanza this weekend and on into this week.  As I turn the pages, make my comments, labor over assigning grades (I hate them) and figure out how to turn my responses into a meaningful learning moment … Continue reading →

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