2014-04-11
I’ve never been a confident person. Insecurity has plagued my life ever since the dreaded onslaught of puberty. Whenever the opportunity for an awkward situation arises, my first instinct has always been to eject myself from said situation and hide until it is over. This characteristic has never been attractive to me and I thought...
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2014-02-20
I’ve always been captivated by stories of the green tomato South. The ones where white babies are raised by loving, cheeky black nannies. And even though they face great oppression, everyone sits around laughing and eating banana pudding. Who wouldn’t want that? I think what really draws me in to those stories is just how powerful the black characters are. These...
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2013-12-13
Last week I met a 21 year old Senegalese guy named Aziz. Aziz is studying English at the University of Dakar and wanted to practice with a native English speaker, so my Aunt Bebe introduced us. I was immediately impressed with his fluency; Aziz kept up with my pace, and hardly ever asked me to repeat myself. I was...
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It’s been an interesting month so far in Senegal, and while I am excited to share some thoughts and feelings with y’all, I find myself struggling to articulate just how this experience has affected me. So instead of a traditional blog post, I thought I would share two poems I have written while in Dakar....
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2013-07-10
About this time a year ago I was starting the college search process. I knew exactly what I wanted to major in, that I wanted to attend a medium-to-small school, I wanted to stay in the South, and, call me vain, I had to live on a nice campus. And even though I found a...
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