Eroding Agency
When I open my door to a knocking Jehova’s Witness, does she see me as someone in need of “service”?...
When I open my door to a knocking Jehova’s Witness, does she see me as someone in need of “service”?...
I was in eighth grade. It was a cold spring morning in Ohio. And, I was holding my mom’s hand...
She swept the milk, eggs, flour and sugar one by one across the counter, punched each price into the cash...
She sidles up quietly. She takes my hand. She laces her wrinkled fingers into mine. I raise my shades. She...
I am a do-gooder. I am part Non-Profit Hero. I am also part Sidekick. The Non-Profit Hero in me needs...
I am kneeling down beside her. My tattooed forearm is turned towards the camera. Her drawing of my snake tattoo...
I bit the inside of my mouth. It did not work. I dug my fingernails into the side of my...
We were just finishing up our conversation with Clementina when another van full of Gringos arrived. A middle-aged man in...
This statistic takes our breath away. It should. This statistic has also spurred many young Americans to take steps to end...