Clarissa's Blog

An academic's opinions on feminism, politics, literature, philosophy, teaching, academia, and a lot more.


I brought Klara to daycare today, and immediately she’s surrounded by friends, showing off her dress, telling them about her dance lesson yesterday. I’m trying to say goodbye, and she whispers, “Go away, mommy, go away,” and even tries to button my coat to speed up my departure because I’m cramping her style in front of the friends.

It’s an amazing feeling.


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