When I was fourteen years old, my family made the decision to move out of the city because of the violence in the city schools. We moved to Woodbury. Most people were welcoming, but I did encounter some who weren’t so happy to have diversity in their suburb. I was a problem student in gradeContinue reading “Being Spat On By a Nazi”
Category Archives: Short Stories
“The Pandemic Catfisher of 2020”
By Kristina Tehrani, April 2, 2021 A few weeks ago, I “met” somebody online. Not just anybody- a man. He sent me a message on Facebook at 3 in the morning “how are you doing??’. I often receive messages from random men online, so I ignored it initially. But after a few days, I becameContinue reading ““The Pandemic Catfisher of 2020””
Basic Public Health and Epidemiology Information for General Audiences
Also note- much of the Covid-19 specific info is towards the bottom. Attention- this is a work in progress. Note: not medical advice. Reason for this project- to give public a (hopefully) less biased view of science and to educate on public health basics. My background: What makes me qualified to teach this subject? ExtensiveContinue reading “Basic Public Health and Epidemiology Information for General Audiences”
The Epidemic That Doesn’t Make The Papers
By: Kristina Tehrani 2/10/2021, revised 3/16/2021 Today I stopped by the gas station and as I was browsing for my favorite bottled tea, I happened across the newspaper stand. There were two publications- The Saint Paul Pioneer Press and the Minneapolis Star Tribune. The headlines were nearly identical. This is not a direct headlineContinue reading “The Epidemic That Doesn’t Make The Papers”
Being Spat On By a Nazi
When I was fourteen years old, my family made the decision to move out of the city because of the violence in the city schools. We moved to Woodbury. Most people were welcoming, but I did encounter some who weren’t so happy to have diversity in their suburb. I was a problem student in gradeContinue reading “Being Spat On By a Nazi”
Thoughts on Freedom of Speech in an Orwellian Time: 2084
Lots of 1984 out there!
The Murderer Part II
A few months after I gave birth to my daughter, I met another murderer. Not on purpose, of course. It was summer, and I was standing outside my car smoking a cigarette outside the corner store. You see, I have been on and off smoking for years now. I go for as long as IContinue reading “The Murderer Part II”
Clowns
When I was a kid, maybe eight or nine years old, I was enrolled in the “Big Brother, Big Sister” program. Coming from a family in which I was the only sister to my three younger brothers, I really appreciated my “big sister”. Lisa was in college at St. Thomas and we did things likeContinue reading “Clowns”