Full disclosure- I’m a Democrat. I thought you should know before reading this post. At this point in the election cycle, I would think that the vast majority of people already have their minds made up about whom they will be voting for on November 8th. For some, it might even be that they have… Continue reading Why Republicans Should Vote For Hillary
I think news organizations that immediately attack the black lives matter movement after an unarmed black man is killed, should be downgraded from credible news sources to fearmongering, political propaganda machines. There are enough historical and current examples to justify such an exclusive name for the movement, as in to specify black lives. But if acknowledging… Continue reading Shootings, discrimination, and black lives matter
The current phase on baby Indjamba’s path to potty training is him stepping through the door from inside the main house onto the small brick landing at the home’s entrance, usually pants off but shirt on, and arriving at the bricks’ edges, taking a leak in the sand. His form is perfect. Back straight, head… Continue reading Learning to go
Walk in, shake head to break free from the stares. Start at the furthest point, grab bread. Work my way closer, soap then milk then eggs. Place items on counter. “No plastic please. No. I already have a bag. No plastic. No, you may not keep my change.” Remove items from plastic, transfer to reusable… Continue reading Shake Head
Mvhura tazi roko- probably one of my favorite sentences in Rukwangali. Directly translated it is kind of weird; it's like saying the rain is raining, but direct translations aren't always the best, so let's just say it means that it's raining. There is nothing particularly beautiful about the way it hits my ears or rolls… Continue reading Mvhura (Rain/Year)
This Facebook post seemed to resonate with a lot of people, so I decided to post it here as well. I am having one of those feel like being honest reality check moments. This is for those of us that have or have had romanticized views on serving in the Peace Corps, or volunteering abroad… Continue reading It’s the small things…I guess?
I’ve always loved to cook. As soon as my eyes could peek over the stove top I was cooking simple things: scrambled eggs, grilled cheese, toast, etc.. Part of this was from the necessity created by growing up in a single parent household, but the other part was a strong appreciation for good cooking, an… Continue reading Meals From Mpungu
So much has happened since my last blog post, and since I waited so long, it is difficult to summarize it all in a way that captures the essence of my holiday season and captivates the reader at the same time. But since I feel like an update is long overdue, and I find myself… Continue reading Holidays in Namibia
One thing that has to be consistent for all Peace Corps volunteers, despite country or sector of service, is that we get pretty dang creative with the limited resources “we are having.” (inside joke for my fellow volunteers in Namibia) The movie Friday always comes to mind when I think about this. The scene I… Continue reading Put Some Water On IT
Inequality kills is pretty harsh language, so in order for it to be true I think it has to be established that life for the poor is also harsh - so harsh, that being poor is not only life altering but life threatening. There are many ways to enter into poverty. One way is to… Continue reading Does Inequality Kill? Part Three
