Changing the World 101
Simply begin at Blog Post #1, in which I make a rudimentary, over-simplified attempt at the “can’t we all just get along?” argument that would become a recurring theme in my work over the years.
Lauren (Boersma) Harris (’13) is a spontaneous, idealistic, independent, fierce, over-thinking, damaged, adventurous, ordinary megalomaniac with a healthy sense of self-worth and a high word count. She has been a teacher both indoors and outdoors; she loves improvised comedy, backpacking, and writing, even when it’s required.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Jul 24, 2018 | 0 comments
Simply begin at Blog Post #1, in which I make a rudimentary, over-simplified attempt at the “can’t we all just get along?” argument that would become a recurring theme in my work over the years.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Jun 24, 2018 | 0 comments
You want to tell them what a boner is, so that if they ever come across one in an intimate environment, they know their boyfriend isn’t suddenly suffering from spontaneously protruding intestinal organs.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | May 24, 2018 | 0 comments
It sits there, heavy.
Pot holed.
The cold, hard facts.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Apr 24, 2018 | 0 comments
Cutting open a Bisquick bag will always smell of thin Duke University t-shirts, thoughtful eyebrows, and hour-long explanations of the electoral college.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Mar 24, 2018 | 0 comments
And, on that Sunday, George remembered.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Jan 24, 2018 | 0 comments
This was the year I stayed. I stayed in a job. I stayed in a place. I stayed in a relationship (marriage, it turns out, will do that).
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Dec 24, 2017 | 0 comments
To a large degree, the underlying argument of the Net Neutrality debate can be traced to the basic tenets of the two primary political party systems in the United States: Big Government vs. Small Government.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Nov 24, 2017 | 0 comments
First, you’ll notice that the world isn’t just orange push-ups and Math Blasters on CD-ROM. Then, you’ll notice that there are people with Flip Glosses, hair straighteners, and boyfriends.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Oct 24, 2017 | 0 comments
7. Bring vocabulary cards on road trips and try to convince people that studying them will be, just, SUCH a fun game.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Sep 24, 2017 | 0 comments
Paul calls the Corinthians, God calls us, to run to win. Our faith journey should be so committed that we’re willing to do it with half a lung and still come out on top.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Aug 24, 2017 | 0 comments
It has always seemed weird to me that everyone is so cautionary about the permanence of tattoos and so encouraging about the permanence of marriage.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Jul 24, 2017 | 0 comments
My encounter with “The Whole Truth” Diet taught me a lot more about my habits and relationship with reality.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | May 24, 2017 | 0 comments
I love talking, which, incidentally, was my very first full sentence. “Any excuse to speak” has long been listed among my favorite hobbies.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Apr 24, 2017 | 0 comments
Gollums in caves. Rolled down Smartwools. Disposable camera flash. #SB2k13.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Mar 24, 2017 | 0 comments
I was recently in a local theater production of Ragtime. I’d like to take a moment to thank my fellow cast members for being humans, and for the joy they brought to my life just by existing.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Jan 24, 2017 | 1 comment
Words have limitations.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Dec 24, 2016 | 0 comments
This Christmas eve, I feel responsible.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Nov 24, 2016 | 0 comments
So I prayed for approximately eight straight minutes “Thank you; thank you; thank you; thank you; thank you; thank you; thank you…
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Oct 24, 2016 | 0 comments
A definition. A rationalization. An attribute. An un-plumbable well of existence.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Sep 24, 2016 | 0 comments
NOTE: In this post, I use a lot of CAPS LOCK. You may worry that this is because I am mad at you. It is.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Jul 24, 2016 | 0 comments
This morning, while I walloped crawling mosquitoes off of my vulnerable feet, my husband hacked off haphazard slices of my toenails with his Leatherman.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Jun 24, 2016 | 0 comments
I know adults aren’t easy to trust, and teachers least of all, but please trust me. Trust that I know what I’m talking about, even just a little bit. Trust that I might, on occasion, be right when you’re wrong.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | May 24, 2016 | 0 comments
The following is a completely fictional recorded conversation between my past and present selves. It is transcribed as it was spoken and it is also not real. 18-year-old Lauren: Dear 25-year-old Lauren, I hope you’re no longer miserable. Please tell me that...by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Apr 24, 2016 | 0 comments
Grease is a overly-simplistic, stereotypical, peer-pressure-driven, youth-glorifying narrative, but on Wednesday, I remembered that it’s one of my all-time favorites.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Mar 24, 2016 | 0 comments
“You know, I may be a complete stranger, but it seems as though you’re a very intelligent person with a lot to give the world, and I can see you practicing law someday. Just a thought.”
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Feb 24, 2016 | 0 comments
Be brave. Be smart. Make mistakes, but the smallish kind if you can help it. Call someone with high-waisted pants and have them buy you a milkshake.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Jan 24, 2016 | 0 comments
One summer when the air was hot, / The sort of heat not soon forgot; / Beneath a heavy reddish sky, / A river and a lake ran dry.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Dec 24, 2015 | 0 comments
Sometimes, I grow tired of people pretending they do know. I grow tired of people claiming the time to kill, the time to give up, the time to throw away.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Nov 24, 2015 | 0 comments
This was a truly significant moment in my life, and there is a reason that I still remember Chris’s grinning, red-rouged cheeks and Haley’s big, brown dismayed eyes beneath her adorable nineties bob. It was the first moment in my life where the right thing to do was also wrong.
by Lauren (Boersma) Harris | Oct 24, 2015 | 0 comments
What’s the climax of my life? It seems to me that many people around me are pretty focused on figuring out whether or not they’re currently living the climax.