Oberlin Blogs

Keeping vegetarian in Oberlin is easy. In rural Nicaragua? Not so much.

I've been listening to a lot of Jesus Christ Superstar in Spanish.

Interest piqued? The title is an anagram for something pretty awesome at Oberlin.

The challenge over the month came in donning both roles--as both a teacher and a student--all while being reassured along the way that we were likely to catch dengue fever, get taken hostage at a Jakarta airport, and be heaved out of a moving train on our way to Moscow.

I got my grades for my first ever semester in college back a few weeks ago, and I'm...pretty pleased, actually....

We were getting bedraggled, after countless handstands, cartwheels, and rope climbs. Yet as the weeks wound down, we got closer and closer as a group.

"I've never been to Seattle," I said, imagining gray skies, coffee, comic books and indie bands.

The party-goers are riveted, seeing their words transformed into a play in front of their eyes. The skits are performed with wacky costumes, wigs, and glasses, much in the style that children would play dress-up and make up stories.

At 2.15pm, the lights went down and the excitement went up. All the writers were introduced, taking bows to waves of applause. The Story Pirates theme song was performed, and the show was on!

So visualize this: I'm in my basement this morning, working on my bamboo bicycle, joining the steel remnants of a child-sized bike frame to my bamboo tubes.

On spending too much time in my practice room, reading lists, and "Twilight."

Right now, I'm in Seattle, studying at SANCA, the School for Acrobatics and New Circus Arts. To put it succinctly, this school is going to kick my ass.