It’s 11pm on a Sunday night. It’s my second to last Sunday in site. Tomorrow I have a session to observe and some tasks to accomplish, and then I go to another school in the[…]
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It’s 11pm on a Sunday night. It’s my second to last Sunday in site. Tomorrow I have a session to observe and some tasks to accomplish, and then I go to another school in the[…]
This episode in feelings: Surrounded by Tourists and Being Lumped In With Them I’m sure every volunteer has this experience and today, I had mine. I’ve only been in Antigua for early morning transfers to[…]
One time, not too long ago and not long enough, I came home from work and a realization unhatched with great gusto: Carlton, my cat, had fleas. I’d been noticing him itch more than usual but it[…]
The last two days have been uglyfeelstown, USA. I’ve had a feeling of indigestion in my gut that doesn’t go away, but the kind of sensation that churns inside my emotions instead of my esophagus. The feeling is equal parts[…]