Moving

Las montañas: Returning to Guatemala, 1

February 26, 2024 First Person ForeignBeauty

So, I booked a trip. I’ve been lucky to book so many before, but this one took some plotting. All of the layovers on the US dollar looked egregious: red eyes on opposite coasts, or[…]

It takes bravery to be a teacher

September 5, 2020September 5, 2020 First Person ForeignBeauty

Before I begin this post, I adhere to the rules of FERPA: Family Educational Rights and Privacy Act. I will never reveal my students’ identities, their performance in my classes, or reveal anything about them[…]

On the Border (4): The Lecture

February 2, 2020February 15, 2020 First Person ForeignArizona

In this post, I write about a lecture I attended. To reference the slides from the lecture, here they are. I had a wonderful Monday. Not even as Mondays go, but like, a wonderful day[…]

The First Week of Graduate School and My Last Post.

May 21, 2019May 21, 2019 First Person ForeignBeauty

Hello All. It’s a Sunday night and you can catch me writing my blog and procrastinating further studying for a statistics exam tomorrow. Statistics. I want to be a high-school Spanish teacher. I repeat: Spanish.[…]

Moving Across the Country (3): 10 Hours to Arizona

May 13, 2019May 13, 2019 First Person ForeignArizona

The long-anticipated arrival to Arizona after driving three days from Georgia to start graduate school!

Moving Across the Country (2): Mess with Texas

May 11, 2019May 11, 2019 First Person ForeignBlank Slate

Driving across East Texas mile marker after mile marker and being hosted by friendly strangers

Moving Across the Country (1) | Atlanta to Marshall, Texas

May 8, 2019May 8, 2019 First Person ForeignBlank Slate

Since yesterday I’ve been nervous. A pit in my stomach and a glob of feelings in my throat. On my last official day in Atlanta, I had to get my tires rotated, finish packing my[…]

Ready or not, USA (1)

April 26, 2019April 28, 2019 First Person ForeignChanges

Now, I imagined this day a million ways (my departure) and none of them could have prepared me for what it actually was. Dropped off by friends, then up ’til the last second in the[…]

T-Minus Guatemala (Peace Corps Ending): Despedida Lunch and Hiking a Volcano Through The Night (Never Again)

April 8, 2019April 8, 2019 First Person ForeignBeauty

I moved out of site on Wednesday. The last hour was the most horrible, a weeping host family, heavy bags and an honorable Lic. Enrique (the educational superintendent) who picked me up in his red[…]

T-Minus Guatemala (Peace Corps Ending): Translating For The Master Stylist

March 21, 2019March 22, 2019 First Person ForeignBeauty

On our last day, our group of 16 stood in a large circle while the youth gave us palabras de agradecimiento. They also gave each one of us Estadounidenses little gifts to take home, recuerdos[…]