Tag Archive: Karen people

Feeling as insignificant as fly poop

I was sitting in a office belonging to the biggest corporation in Norway. In front of me, across a big table were two well-dressed men. Everything about them matched. Their shoes, their suits, the color of their shirts, the hairdos and even their fingernails were statements of perfection, class and... Read More

January 14, 2015 4 Comments

When do I hear my neighbor sing?

I have been working on translating my book, Picking Flowers on Dusty Roads, into Norwegian. It is a long, and boring task. Since I am in the mood of the book, I have decided to share a few paragraphs here. Perhaps you will like it and want to get the... Read More

June 12, 2013 3 Comments

Playing it fair, or remaining a bully

Having had kids for a while, I have learned some things. One of them is that you have to play fair. There are rules to all games, and if somebody breaks them, he or she cannot be trusted. And kids don’t want to play with the ones who don’t play... Read More

August 28, 2012 2 Comments

Human rights and the color of your eyes.

Today I took a look at Kristin’s comments about human rights and ethics. She said some things that were plain cute. Not everything was right, but it gave me some insights. “Ethics is when you treat the dark people worse than the light ones (I think she got the words... Read More

June 13, 2012 Leave your thoughts

Mothers carry the world

As we celebrate Mother’s Day in many parts of the world today, our thoughts and prayers turn to the thousands of moms who have been displaced from their homes in Burma, struggling to care for their babes every day in IDP and refugee camps. We honor these moms and say... Read More

May 13, 2012 Leave your thoughts

Thoughts around scones

Today I got up, made some scones for my family (I had forgotten to buy bread yesterday, and in this country one does not eat breakfast if one has no bread.) So I made if from flour I had in my shelves, some dark and some white. I put it... Read More

May 11, 2012 Leave your thoughts

When the sarong of perfection falls off

Some of  you may have read my latest book, Picking Flowers on Dusty Roads, already. But if you haven’t, I thought I may give you a taste, just to tempt your appetite for more. Here are a few paragraphs from page 103: “Obviously, we are from different worlds: the Western... Read More

May 9, 2012 2 Comments

To be brave like chicken droppings

I have been thinking about what courage is. I want to be a courageous woman, but so often I am not. I am brave, but I am chicken shit, like Alanis Morisette says in her song Hand in my pocket. Around my neck I carry a simple silver necklace that... Read More

April 5, 2012 Leave your thoughts