Confessions of a displaced hedgehog

A displaced hedgehog is a figure - or rather an image - from Tove Jansson's Moomin books. This is how I can best describe myself. This blog is mostly about being displaced.

Sunday, 30 November 2014

A voice from the past

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I am not sure what I had expected. But I know I had been apprehensive ever since Staffan told me about it, a couple of months ago. I ...

Sunday, 9 November 2014

A quarter of a century

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I seldom cry when I watch TV-news. Frankly, I selsom watch TV-news at all. But at that time, twenty-five years ago, we all sat glued to ou...

Friday, 31 October 2014

Reflections on gifted children and pushy parents

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Yesterday I went to a talk by my young colleague Cl é mentine Beauvais whose current research is about gifted children. The talk was abo...

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Friday, 17 October 2014

Close encounters with children's writers, part 7

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I haven't seen anything in the papers, but Alan Garner turns eighty today. I read some of his books two lives back, in Moscow ...

Saturday, 11 October 2014

Thirty years ago

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We dropped off two-year-old Julia in day care telling her teacher that we were in a hurry. The teacher didn't ask any questions. We call...

Thursday, 9 October 2014

Fraternising

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The first rule I learned when I started teaching in San Diego was: “We don't fraternise with students”. It made me upset becau...

Tuesday, 7 October 2014

Topographic idiot

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This year's Nobel Prize in medicine has been awarded for identifying the spot in the brain that enables us to know where we are. ...

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