“Would you like a cup of tea?” “No.” “Are you sure?” “Yes.” “Are you sure that you are sure?” “Yes. I have never tasted tea and I never shall.” “Why?” “...I don’t know.” “How will you ever know whether you really like it or not?”. “I already know.” “But...” “No.” Neither courtesy nor a game of ‘truth or dare’ could bring me to taste tea for over a decade. The reason behind this vendetta was unknown to me but...

Ben Franklin once said, “All mankind is divided into three classes: those that are immovable, those that are movable, and those that move.” Which are you? Gather a thousand leaves and a study of every pattern of veins and every tonal variation in color will show you where each leaf picked up the most light, how the cruel winds of an early winter sapped its first shade of green or how it played and fought with nature to become what...

When I found out about ‘coursera.com’ last month, I pounced at the opportunity to intrude the classrooms of the Kelly Writers House. I am currently enrolled as a student in Modern Poetry, a course offered online by the House. At Penn, I hope to continue my involvement with the House in tangible proximity because I see it as a place where I could learn what I am passionate about not amongst overbearing teachers or just the obligation of cramming...