| This is the 511th story of Our Life Logs | Before I begin, let me tell you a few things about me. My name is Sushma. I’m a gender queer actor who loves to sing, dance, and shatter stereotypes. I’m just me, living a life that I carved out for myself. But things weren’t always so easy and rosy. In the 1990s, my parents immigrated … Continue reading Under the Dazzling Stage Lights
| This is the 504th story of Our Life Logs | If joy is hidden behind a bed of thorns, then I will cut my hands to reach it. My name is Everton, I am a Brazilian, born in 1988, and raised in a city called Salvador in the state of Bahia. I should probably specify that Bahia is a state where the unemployment rate is … Continue reading Nothing Lasts Forever
| This is the 497th story of Our Life Logs | I was the fastest boy at Whittier Woods Elementary School. When it was time for the races for the Presidential Physical Fitness awards, I was competitive and I was flying. Unfortunately (for me), my elementary school competitors grew into teenagers with long legs while I…didn’t. Sprinting got less interesting for me when the others caught up, but that was okay. I had moved … Continue reading No, Really, Can You Run in Those?
| This is the 492nd story of Our Life Logs | There are three things I know to be true in this world. My name is Margaret. I could eat avocados until I was sick. If uninterrupted, I could talk to you about optics (which is the study of light and its properties) for the rest of my life. Now, I won’t, of course. That would be … Continue reading To Explain the Universe
| This is the 483rd story of Our Life Logs | I grew up in Pune, India, in a middle-class family. My parents had corporate jobs and worked from early morning to late evening to provide for my brother and me. After doing this for several years, however, my parents reached a point where their careers were no longer fulfilling. They wanted to have a bigger impact. … Continue reading I Am More Than a Resumé
| This is the 477th story of Our Life Logs | Miami was sleepy in the ‘50s—nothing like the bustling buildings and energy it has now. When my family moved across town, over the canal to 87th street, it was like the world dropped off. Everything beyond that was a bunch of streams, lakes, and (in true Floridian fashion) swamps where you could walk for miles without … Continue reading Who Are the Good Guys?
| This is the 464th story of Our Life Logs | My mom gave birth to me in the city of Ikeja, Lagos State, Nigeria, in July 1985—but I should say, I come from a polygamous background. My dad had two wives; the first wife had three sons and four daughters, and my mom, the second wife, had my younger sister and me. My dad made good … Continue reading To Capture the Light Again
| This is the 428th story of Our Life Logs | What makes a happy life? Wealth? Success? Passion? For many years, I tried to figure out how to be happy. Turns out, I found the answer when I wasn’t even looking. For a child born into a family of eight in the northern central city of Makurdi, Benue State, Nigeria, in the 90s, one of my … Continue reading To Find Happiness
| This is the 363rd story of Our Life Logs |I was born in 1980 in Limavady, a small town in Northern Ireland. My parents owned a small farm and were hard-working. I was the oldest of six children and often had to help with the chores on the farm and at home. It was great having so many brothers and sisters to play with, spending … Continue reading My Own Adventure
| This is the 340th story of Our Life Logs |My dad was born in the United States to a family of Korean immigrants, and my mother was born in Argentina with a European background. Eventually, the two settled in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and had me in 1994.Ever since I was a baby, my parents, siblings, and I visited Buenos Aires, Argentina, many times. It was always … Continue reading Losing It All