Scent of spring: Songbirds, cherry blossoms, and warmer days

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    Spring, perhaps the most awaited season of the year, is about to grace this region of the world with its presence. I know spring is about to arrive in Delaware because after a series of unusually frigid mornings, which lasted from December through February, cheerful chirping of red-breasted robins, blue jays, and chickadees has now filled the morning air. In contrast to spring mornings, winter mornings are so hushed and uneventful that one may even question if birds exist in this land at all. To me, birdsongs are the harbinger of spring.  With the first sight of a bluejay perched on the backyard fence or a cardinal dancing on a leafless cherry branch, I know that my wait for spring is almost over, for I’ve learned from past experiences that an increase in bird activity signifies the approach of spring!  In this part of the world, during spring, nature comes alive with an abundance of activity. Everywhere I look, I witness signs of life. I witness new life in the ...

Diversity is beautiful

I was at a clinic yesterday morning for my annual health screening. The first person I talked to was the front desk receptionist, a woman whose head was covered in hijab. She looked biracial to me (African American + European American). The doctor who saw me was a young Pakistani American woman, also in hijab. She said she was born in Pakistan but grew up in the US. Last year, a European American doctor saw me during my physical. I didn’t know she was a Muslim until she said “Assalamualaikum” to me before leaving the room at the end of the physical. I was surprised! She said both she and her husband converted to Islam more than a decade ago - both of them were students at the time of their conversion. 

Anyway, from the clinic we went to the nearby Dunkin Donuts to grab some sandwiches - the young lady who took my order was a Bangladeshi. The middle-aged man who handed me our sandwiches was a Bangladeshi, too. Bangladeshi and Muslim. 

My OB/GYN (Obstetrician/Gynecologist), who saw me during my pregnancy, was Jewish. An Indian American doctor treated me after I went to an urgent care center last month following a bad allergic reaction to a cough med. One of my grad school professors was a Bahá'í - she was also my TA/GA supervisor. My other supervisor was a Chinese professor. 

I will never understand why diversity scares so many people. I have always loved America because of its diversity. Could America ever be what it is today if it were not so diverse? I doubt.

A little bit of love, respect, tolerance and openness can change the face of this world. Let's love and respect each other!




© Wara Karim
Photo: Taken from the Internet

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