This one’s for anyone who enjoys learning from games — especially from playing Catan.
Games can teach us a lot about life. I’ve learned four things from many hours of playing Catan that I now apply to my work, my career, and my life.
Catan is a board game of strategy and trades. I was first introduced to the game at a friend’s house in 2017 and again in August of 2020. The latter occasion occurred when I cracked and broke four and a half months of strict social distancing (we were all healthy after). The following month, I visited…
This is for my fellow women who put in more effort on looks (and deliverables) to get the credibility she deserves. This is for the next generation, the new wave of leaders to shape the corporate landscape. This is for BIPOC who often get undermined, passed over, or scapegoated for not looking (or thinking) like the default. This is for those who think that people always merit their success when networks and privilege all play a much bigger role.
So, you’ve decided to drink the Kool-Aid. Welcome to Corporate America, where you either eat or get eaten, where you sink…
“Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.” — Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
“Silence in the face of injustice is complicity with the oppressor.” — Ginetta Sagan
Racism is alive and well. It is going to take all of us to uproot the system that perpetuates its existence and the ideas that embed into our subconscious. Dismantle the structures that allow the killing of black people at the hands of authorities who ought to protect and serve the people.
Words fall short on how heavy I’ve been feeling about George Floyd’s murder and the countless other innocent and unarmed…
Written in 2018 prior to processing it all
I was sexually assaulted by someone I was supposed to love, trust, and care about. This violation was a betrayal. And I fell into a pattern of anger, guilt, shame, and fear. Who all would judge me, shame me? Not believe me? Who else would be hurt by knowing this story? I turned to an anonymous online resource for victims and survivors, but didn’t know how to proceed. It was such a traumatic and difficult experience. I didn’t know what to do.
But do not feel pity for me. Do not say…
Trigger warning: the following post contains details of sexual assault.
I wish it never happened but it did. It was in the summer of 2011. I was 19 years old, and he was one year younger.
I went to his house to break up with him. This was at least my third attempt in the span of a year. Every time I broke up with him in the first year or two, he never accepted it. He would give reasons for me to stay, or he would ask me to think about it before fully deciding (even though I knew…
One of the most difficult challenges I’ve encountered so far in business school is to recognize when to do what’s right for me while also identifying what is right for me — especially when it means that I have to unlearn my old school of thought and contradict my past criteria for success.
My excuse for going back to school was for a chance to change my life and snap out of the daily grind that gave me little to no fulfillment on most days. I wanted to gain a new perspective. Find community. Re-engage. Pursue purpose. Get clarity. Give…
Last night, I went to my friend’s Halloween birthday party. The night was dark and drizzly with sharp cool gusts rattling the trees, from which dangling plastic ghosts hanged. I walked briskly from the car to the house, parked about a block away.
My costume on a budget was an old red bridesmaid dress paired with a red hoodie, maroon stockings, and little brown fall boots. On my head, I wore a blond wig with red lipstick with my hood up. To tie it all together, I carried around a woven brown basket covered with a white-and-red kitchen towel.
Then there’s my internship journey
Whoever gets to employ me
Do know, I do not work for free
But one thing I can guarantee
Is skills on skills, no doubt, you’ll see
I lead, I think critically
I know how to plan strategy
Short-term, long-term, my energy
Is sure to make my team happy
People skills, I show off proudly
Just call my recs and then feel free
Inspect, connect, and then call me,
I even have advanced degrees
Plus my adaptability
Moved seven times in life, baby
Of course it was not all easy
Resilience is my friend, the key
I won’t disappoint you if you don’t disappoint me
Inside I have an inner glow
If you give me one chance, then I can show
How to make your profit margins thrive
Make money as long as I’m alive
I have had the immense privilege of growing up in a loving, two-parent household throughout my entire existence to this day. My parents showed (and still do show) me pure, unconditional love.
One of the most vivid and heartfelt manifestations of this love lives in a memory from a time when I must have been four or five years old. At that time, our family lived in Corning, a small town in upstate New York. We had a setup where my brother and I shared a room. His bed on one side, mine on the other. In the middle of…
In the French school system, when I was enrolled in the late 1990s, there were no classes on Wednesday’s. Instead, students went to school Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday mornings. Wednesday’s were reserved for extracurricular activities where kids were to be enrolled by their parents.
At my particular school, every other Wednesday had no classes while the other Wednesday had only a half day of classes, so Saturday and Sunday were free.
When I was too little for extracurriculars, my mom and I had a little tradition on the Wednesdays when I had a half day of classes. She…
Amplifying my voice and finding my power, one story at a time.