For much of my childhood, my Dad was first a graduate student and then a professor at Texas A&M University. Many of his colleagues were from foreign lands. We invited them over for BBQs, and they reciprocated by inviting us to their homes for dishes from their native lands. The various student associations at the university held cultural…
For much of my childhood, my Dad was first a graduate student and then a professor at Texas A&M University. Many of his colleagues were from foreign lands. We invited them over for BBQs, and they reciprocated by inviting us to their homes for dishes from their native lands. The various student associations at the university held cultural nights with food, films, and music, which we attended. It was a very enriching and broadening experience. I can't imagine a real university without foreign students and faculty.
For much of my childhood, my Dad was first a graduate student and then a professor at Texas A&M University. Many of his colleagues were from foreign lands. We invited them over for BBQs, and they reciprocated by inviting us to their homes for dishes from their native lands. The various student associations at the university held cultural nights with food, films, and music, which we attended. It was a very enriching and broadening experience. I can't imagine a real university without foreign students and faculty.
Beautifully stated.