Informal Education – It Never Ends
Formal education ceases. But learning never does.
Formal education ceases. But learning never does.
Anthony was always my mom’s favorite grocery store clerk. Any question she had, he could answer. In a matter of seconds. Always a smile on his face.
My hair is particularly sensitive to the products I use. And, for some reason, the different scents of Dove conditioner have varying effects on the sheer size of my hair.
I try not to walk across campus alone late at night, a difficult enough task for the average student whose late night work can be completed in the safety of his or her dorm. For me, an architecture student with a penchant for procrastinating, late night strolls — or bike rides — come with the territory.
Looking back, in the monotony of a year with little social interaction, one memory stands out: the night of November 7th.