Voice... I mean Head of International Relations

THE Head of the International Relations Department, very sweet middle aged woman, kindly scared the living daylights out of me the first time we met and she still gets me till this day. “What does she do?” you might ask.

SHE HOLLERS. She hollers as if she lived at the top of Mount Everest in a constant struggle to communicate with the rest of civilization that lives miles below.

The funny thing is that initially, her seemingly harmless charm draws you really close to her. But after our first exchange of words, I learned my lesson: Stand a few meters away.