I am very good at getting myself lost. I wander away from group tours in unfamiliar cities, fail to take note of street signs when I go walking in a new place, throw myself into situations I am in no way prepared for. Sometimes, I think maybe I should work on fixing this. More often, I relish all that I discover and learn, about my world and myself, by doing so. So I keep wandering, and keep getting lost.
When in 2014 I learned that I had been accepted to be a Fulbright English Teaching Assistant in Indonesia, I knew I was about to embark on the greatest adventure I had every been on, and that I was going to be more lost than I ever had before. And thus, this blog began. Though I thought I was only in for one year, I ended up staying in Indonesia for three years, and this blog was with me through it all. In the summer of 2018, I returned to Indonesia with the Critical Language Scholarship Program, and I began to use the platform again.
I’m a small town farm girl from Central New York, who was mad enough to study English Education as an undergraduate, and is now dabbling in Linguistics and more Education as a Masters TESOL student. I love students and cows and poetry equally, but I love wandering most of all.
NB: The views on this blog reflect mine and mine alone, and do not in anyway reflect the views of the U.S. Department of State, the Fulbright Program, the American Indonesian Exchange Foundation, or the Critical Language Scholarship Program.