In my little fruitloopy world of happiness and rainbows and roses, I focus a lot on mindset and how to think in a different way but also be open minded and open to change. Sometimes this is exhausting, I kid you not. But then I do things I enjoy, like reading, this is my favourite…
On a stormy evening in Johannesburg, a teacher logs on and a French teenager in Strasbourg answers from a bedroom scattered with sketchbooks and scout gear. Across continents and time zones, the talk finds its natural center: creativity—not as a museum piece, but as a living muscle that warms the room, solves everyday problems, and…
🌍 The Weekly Slice | The Skill of Being Human — and Staying Curious There’s a moment before every new skill begins — that tender gap between “I can’t” and “Maybe I could.” That’s where November begins for Brida, and where this edition of The Weekly Slice takes us: into the soft architecture of human…
It’s barely light where Frank is—Cleebourg mornings come on grey and slow—and yet the conversation clicks on like a lamp in a kitchen. “And we are live,” he says, twice for luck, while Fruitloop (Janita) laughs on the other end of the line. Between them lies a continent, a generation, and a shared project of…
Newsflash: most people are busy thinking about what to eat next, not plotting your downfall. Well isn’t that good to know. I have been in so many situations where I think to myself “Have I said the right things?” “Am I dressed appropriately?” The situation wasn’t uncomfortable but, I was. For some odd reason, I…
It’s 10:30 in the morning somewhere, lunchtime somewhere else, and almost summer in a few hearts. A chorus of “Are we recording?” gives way to the soft crackle of global hellos: a retired professor in London clearing his throat; a teacher-turned–school inspector joining from São Paulo, still catching her breath; a new voice from Strasbourg,…
It’s a sunny morning in France when Frank sits down with Manfred, a 64-year-old software programmer from northern Germany. Outside, autumn leaves swirl in the wind; inside, the conversation is alive with something timeless — not nostalgia, but perspective. Manfred is semi-retired now, working for a Swiss train manufacturer. But when he started, his hands…
Ever wondered what the world would be like without communication? For starters it would be difficult. It would be boring and it will surely be quiet. Imagine we didn’t have languages to communicate with each other, we would have no idea what is happening in the world or even in our lives. What happens when…
Between Bell Rings and Big Dreams The recording light blinks on during a two-week school holiday. Outside, summer is practicing its lines; inside, a teenager warms to the mic — careful at first, then candid, then brave. She speaks of grades and shoes and scouts, of dancing that makes your lungs sting in the best…
On a weekday afternoon in France, with sun streaming through the windows, three squares lit up on a screen. Frank, the host in Alsace, sat between time zones like a friendly air-traffic controller. One tile showed Ismar in western Brazil, coffee in reach and the Paraguayan border not far away. Another framed Ritesh in Bengaluru,…
