[vc_row full_width=”stretch_row” css=”.vc_custom_1556186848115{background-color: #f3f0ef !important;}”][vc_column offset=”vc_hidden-lg vc_hidden-md”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row full_width=”stretch_row” css=”.vc_custom_1557234674146{background: #f3f0ef url(https://demo-content.kaliumtheme.com/bookstore/wp-content/uploads/2019/05/about-author.png?id=1927) !important;background-position: center !important;background-repeat: no-repeat !important;background-size: cover !important;}” el_class=”about-author-bio”][vc_column width=”1/2″ css=”.vc_custom_1555587610065{padding-top: 0px !important;}”][lab_heading title=”Flora Sinatra” el_class=”author-page-title”]Memoirist, Essayist and Historian.[/lab_heading][vc_column_text]Tara Westover is an American author. Born in Idaho to a father opposed to public education, she never attended school. She spent her days working in her father’s junkyard or stewing herbs for her mother, a self-taught herbalist and midwife. She was seventeen the first time she set foot in a classroom.
After that first encounter with education, she pursued learning for a decade, graduating magna cum laude from Brigham Young University in 2008 and subsequently winning a Gates Cambridge Scholarship. She earned an MPhil from Trinity College, Cambridge in 2009, and in 2010 was a visiting fellow at Harvard University. She returned to Cambridge, where she was awarded a PhD in history in 2014.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_single_image image=”9391″ img_size=”large”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row full_width=”stretch_row” css=”.vc_custom_1555589286441{background-position: 0 0 !important;background-repeat: repeat !important;}”][vc_column][vc_column_text]
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