How is it that we literally spend our entire adult life working and yet we seldom stop and think about work itself? I for one, haven't spent much of my career thinking about work, rather, I killed myself working. Funny how we work without thinking about work, isn't it?
He dropped a magazine on my desk and smiled. 'You might wanna read through this. There’s a lot of interesting stuff in there.' I had never seen an IEEE magazine before. Being an IEEE member is a privilege. Belonging to one of the world’s largest tech publication for professionals – that’s a big deal.
'Should I take an online course and learn Java? Maybe I could build a game.' Why is it that computers invariably lead to gaming? Maybe it’s because a game literally tells a story and invites you in to “play” a part in that story.
It Sure Wasn't For The Philosopher-Artist 16-Year Old Me. Hugo and his pet dog Uno, were two of my best friends during my teenage years. They were two cartoon characters I had dreamed up during classes I couldn't stand, mostly English classes, in grades 10 and 11.
I had never seen more poverty in my entire life. And I didn't grow up with warm water, let me tell you. But this was different. A few hundred people, close to the city garbage dump, crammed together all around that dump, in improvised carton boxes.
'Hey listen up! Whoever ordered their books from me last week, come and get them quickly before class begins', I yelled at the top of my lungs. I had to yell. That lecture hall was full of first year statistics students who were having a hundred simultaneous conversations.
We had settled in Toronto, Canada for about five years at that point - the year was 1999. This was our first trip back to Romania since we had left and it was an emotional one to say the least.
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