by Allison Simpson | Apr 18, 2021 | Community Letter
At some point in January I sat down to write this monthly community letter and realized that taking the time to write it would mean getting even more behind on a litany of looming deadlines, so I decided to wait a month. When I reopened the document in...
by Allison Simpson | Dec 17, 2020 | Carta comunitaria
Version in English. Metáfora en traje rojo El diciembre de mis 25 años, estaba en mi caminata de todas las tardes bajo la nieve implacable de Ohio cuando me di cuenta que la navidad ya no me deslumbraba como antes. Todavía disfrutaba dar y recibir regalos y,...
by Allison Simpson | Dec 17, 2020 | Community Letter
Versión en español. Metaphor In a Red Suit On Christmas Day at some point in my mid-20s, I was taking my afternoon walk under the relentless Ohio snow when I realized the holidays no longer dazzled me as they used to. I still enjoyed giving and receiving presents and,...
by Allison Simpson | Nov 18, 2020 | Carta comunitaria
Version in English. Viene el Sol Cuando estaba en octavo grado en Caracas, leímos El coronel no tiene quien le escriba de Gabriel García Márquez mientras estaba aprendiendo a relacionarme a los libros al subrayar lo que me gustaba y al resumir mis reacciones en los...
by Allison Simpson | Nov 18, 2020 | Community Letter
Versión en español. Here Comes the Sun When I was a ninth grader back in Caracas, we read Gabriel García Márquez’s No One Writes to the Colonel as I was learning to engage with books by underlining what I liked and summarizing my reactions in the blank space bordering...