Tunes and Tombs: Solo Sammy Goes to New Orleans
“Let the good times roll,” indeed! As the play closed, I had one week of spring break left and ran off to New Orleans for four days. It was not restful, but it was a different type of necessary. “It’s a small town, but it’s a busy city,” said one of my very clever [...]
Chita
Before I left for Haiti, my boyfriend’s mother, who is from Port-au-Prince, called me to give me a quick lesson in Haitian Creole. “Chita,” she said. “Sit.” “Couche. Lay down.” She paused for a minute. “Ok. Now you’re fluent in Creole.” I laughed. We both knew that I wasn’t fluent after knowing two words. But [...]
