So many beautiful things happened yesterday. And then something hit my back as I walked home from the outskirts. And I saw red. The day started with a 6:40 alarm (early by my standard). I[…]
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Category: Youth in Development
Inscripción | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
Before I begin, I am not a journalist. I think of this post as a journal entry, unwinding experience vis a vis my emotional reaction. There is a textural context I have yet to unwind[…]
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Póngase de Pie | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
On February 12 when I got back to site, I could not apúrase. I was in the secuelas of Early In-Service Training and all that it encompasses (see: Overstimulation in the Oxford English); I needed[…]
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Doblar Rodillas | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
I’d never heard the phrase until I was in a conversation I stumbled into the first week of January. And like with so many phrases that fly past me like patterned barriletes I can’t remember,[…]
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La Inauguración Part Dos | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
Continuing The First Day of School, January 16, 2017 Camera pulls focus on me in the row of teal chairs in the cancha/basketball court/auditorium. I’m sitting on the end of the row in my recently purchased[…]
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La Inauguración | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
January 16. The first day of school. Some days are hard here because it’s different and other days are beautiful here because it’s not the same. This day was both. The following are details as they[…]
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La Publicacion | 75 Palabras in Guatemala
So it’s the New Year and I haven’t heard from Socio #1. I get up the nerve to call. I leave a message: “Can I come visit the school sometime to familiarizandome? Gracias.” I still[…]
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La Capacitación | (The Grit and the Polish of Training) 75 Palabras in Guatemala
Week 3 of training, I ate 5 tortillas during one lunch because I loved them so much and came home and broke the key to the house. Out of all the things I’ve managed to[…]
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Week 8 Reveals Fate, Convent, Volcano
Practicum ended (week 7) and we all ran for the hills. Not really. What I actually did was enjoy a Saturday in Antigua and torteared on Sunday and then returned to life as I knew it[…]
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Week Seven: Thank Heaven You’re Done.
Week Seven was a pile of dung. Not really. It was like a roller coaster and I came close to high-fiving Heaven’s gates and dragging my shoes through piles of poo every on a 4-hour rotation.[…]
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