Finally. We are shipping TiGEs Winter Edition this week.
‘While waiting for the bus, a man once asked me for the time. I told him how could I know when it keeps changing?
Dad jokes aside, in my neck of the woods, the clocks are literally changing today. Thanks to daylight saving time, I now have to wake up an hour earlier to be on schedule! Of course, I get to sleep an hour earlier too, but that has never felt like an equal exchange. It was mainly due to this perceived unfairness that my first few experiences with the annual clock shift were negative. I grew up in South India, and down there, we were close enough to the equator for the sunlight to be fairly constantthroughout the year (so no need to save daylight!). Even the concept of differing time zones were only introduced to me after I moved to North America. I grew to accept, and even enjoy, the apparent subjectivity of time here. In an era when this great country is more polarized than it ever was, is there any more potent symbol of that than the gulf of literal time that lies between the east and west coast?
Another thing I enjoy about Daylight Saving is that it means spring has finally poked its head out from beneath the blankets of winter. To celebrate the soon-to-be shift in season, I am happy to announce the TiGEs Winter Edition is out!
In our latest issue, we have our young critics looking at a wide-range of thoughtful movies, from Arrival to Agora. We also have the pleasure to bring you interesting and innovative research, and this issue is no different. With our Winter Edition, you can browse fascinating articles from researchers around the world, from Africa (research on girl child in Nigeria Dr. Aisya Abraham Federal college, Nigeria) to Fiji (research work on secondary education Dr Lingam Uni. Of South Pacific), including an intriguing article on ethnography (research by Dr Nancy University of Calgary, Canada) and another on creative mathematics (research work by Dr Storm & Dr Adamson, Scotsdale College, Arizona, USA).
In addition, we have our mainstay columns from our regular contributors; Prof Sheffield makes an appearance to share his deep insights into intercultural relations and global perspective, Mr. Wagner’s article connects the dots with Mr. Tenaja on the issue of globalized education, followed by Achyuth’s essay on the state of modern research and Bhowmick’s piece on his fears as an international student in the current American climate. As you may have noticed, this issue revolves around the central issue of the Trump presidency and what it means to the millions of students around the world, and with this issue of TiGES, you will find some interesting answers to that question. We are continuing to understand what does Trump presidency means, and more than that trying to understand the set back of globalization, slow economic growth, and will be following the same. Please take a look at what we have so far.
Please check it out. For all print edition subscribers – please watch your post boxes (for those of us that still have them!).
I would also like to thank Dr Dev for his contribution as the guest editor for this issue. And the advertisers and supporters including Cedar Rapids School Board and City of Cedar Rapids, Iowa.
I will leave you with Sonnet 12 by the great Bard of Avon, Shakespeare. This was a poem I was reminded of recently, a sonnet I had loved when I was a young student in university. Back then, I still had dreams of getting a BA in English Literature (dreams that were dashed by my mother, who went so far as to physically drag me out of a Shakespeare lecture and into engineering!). I had a difficult time tracking this particular work down, as I could not at first remember any of the words, only the way it made me feel: wistful, nostalgic, and a little melancholy. These emotions come with the territory, I suppose, on the day time changes. Enjoy:
When I do count the clock that tells the time,
And see the brave day sunk in hideous night;
When I behold the violet past prime,
And sable curls all silver’d o’er with white;
When lofty trees I see barren of leaves
Which erst from heat did canopy the herd,
And summer’s green all girded up in sheaves
Borne on the bier with white and bristly beard,
Then of thy beauty do I question make,
That thou among the wastes of time must go,
Since sweets and beauties do themselves forsake
And die as fast as they see others grow;
And nothing ‘gainst Time’s scythe can make defence
Save breed, to brave him when he takes thee hence.