“What would we say to our younger versions?”
At age 17, at the home I shared with my grandmother and uncle, I grinned in front of an instamatic camera upon finishing an assignment for my English class. In front of me was a manual Olympia typewriter – a hand-me-down from my late mother. It was where I learned to type.
I was a university freshman and I felt the world was...
“What would we say to our younger versions?”
At age 17, at the home I shared with my grandmother and uncle, I grinned in front of an instamatic camera upon finishing an assignment for my English class. In front of me was a manual Olympia typewriter – a hand-me-down from my late mother. It was where I learned to type.
I was a university freshman and I felt the world was...
