Posts from 2017

The Process At first, I only knew of Daa as a friendly face, the boy would give me a wide …

So it’s been about a month since coming home from Zhuhai, and I’ve been swamped with medical issues, laptop issues, …

Every morning I wake to the sound of goats screaming at each other on the compound. The sound resembles a …

The last week of Eureka! camp. The week when every Girls Inc counselor was a suspected food truck thief. The …

My time in Peru has allowed me to become cognizant of how power structures differ across cultures. I became especially …

My favorite part of the final week of Eureka! was Eurekathon!, which was a celebration that consisted of dancing, singing, …

Here is another old journal entry from my last few days at the Carlson School: Today, for my last Friday …

Americans always seem busy. They seem to constantly have somewhere to go or something to do. Their lives seem consumed …

This is an old reflective post from the first few weeks of my DukeEngage program: Each day brings new activities …

I’ve never been in a house with no floors. That is, I had never been in such a house until …