The Wisdom of Children

With another great story about children, a shout out to my RA Erica Hayden for this lovely example of mediation told to her by a friend about her ten-year-old daughter:

“Emily” came home from school one day and told her mom how she helped two girls make up with each other after a bad fight.  Emily knew the girls had been best friends, but they had gotten into a fight about a week before and were not speaking to each other.  Emily saw that both girls were miserable.  She knew that both of them wanted to make up, but they did not know where to begin and both were too proud to be the first to make amends.   Now, if you do not know, let me just say that a week in tween years is an eternity in real years, so Emily knew this was a serious situation and decided she needed to help these girls out. 

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Lessons from my Grandmother

It has been ten days since my grandmother’s funeral and I have been, if not enjoying this past week, definitely enjoying telling stories about her life and her influence on her grandchildren.  She died at age 99, laying down to take a rest because she did not feel well — the Torah writes that those who die in their sleep are Tzadek, truly righteous, and I know she belongs in that category.  I popped in last week to talk to my dean briefly and proceeded to tell him the following:  I made it all the way through law school before I believed at all that perhaps, perhaps, women were not quite as assertive as men in negotiations when I found, in the year that I taught negotiation at Stanford, more of the women needed some work on being more assertive and more of the men needed some work on listening.   Now, that has not been the case in every class that I have taught over the years and it was a pretty simplistic view of each student’s skill sets at the time but . . . the point was that it did not even occur to me that there were gender differences in levels of assertiveness because I never saw any in my family. (Just ask my brother, husband, or brothers-in-law!)   I had read about these so-called gender differences in my negotiation class.   I just did not buy it — no one I knew would ever have been subject to that description.  And, with Mama’s passing, I realize how indebted I am to her for my understanding of negotiation. 

Over the past 15 years in particular, as I have led an “adult” life — marriage, kids, career — I also started to view my grandmother as a three-dimensional adult and not just the relatively limited view that grandchildren tend to have of their grandparents, particularly when we are children. 

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Take Down This Wall

With the twentieth anniversary of the tearing down of the Berlin Wall yesterday, I have been reflecting a lot on divides.  I was lucky enough to spend a year working in Germany, from August 1988 to May 1989, in Cologne for the year between college and law school.  And, although it killed me not to get back on a plane to Berlin in November 1989 to experience that historic moment of the wall coming down — I was a first year law student at the time and too panicked to miss class! — I was always grateful that I lived in divided Germany so that I could experience it as it was.  I visited Berlin three times during my year, seeing the Wall, Checkpoint Charlie, the Brandenberg Gate from behind the wall.  It was nerve-wracking to take a train through East Germany to get to Berlin and somewhat surreal to visit the divided city.  In the summer of 1989, just as things were starting to open up, I visited Prague and Budapest.  Prague was gorgeous but still in the throes of communism – Vaclav Havel was still just a playwright – and I remember being struck that you could not find fresh fruit.  Budapest was already quite different with more open markets and more goods.  It was not quite the West, but it was not quite fully Communist either.  I returned to go to law school and the Wall came down while I watched. 

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