Category Archives: Rashi Rohatgi

In lockdown, my son sings in the bath. “U is for ulta-pulta,” he says, quoting his current favorite book. He warns his wooden flamingo, “Here comes a topsy-turvy wave!”  The research suggests that trying to pass on a language sans context to a third generation is hopeless, but I cannot stop. His first blocks wereContinue reading “At Home, Adrift by Rashi Rohatgi”