2015-07-16
For months I’ve wished I could turn back the clock to when I was standing in the middle of my compound, suitcase on the ground and bags on my shoulders that very first day. I was given two choices for my name Ami Ndaw” or “Ndey Xana Ndaw”. Under pressure I went with “Ami Ndaw”
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I was given the choice to be named Ami” or “Ndey Xana”. On the day I arrived in Ndianda
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I took my place on the crowded bus, folding up the roughly welded seats and tattered cushioning as I passed. One of my favorite parts of going to Joal is access to fresh fruits and veggies, which I don’t see much of in Ndianda. I sat down and immediately pulled out the orange I bought...
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2014-12-17
October 28, 2014 I wake to hear the crickets still softly chirping, donkeys wailing in the distance, and horse carts galloping by the compound. It’s 7:00am, when people are working in the fields, taking advantage of what’s left of the coolness of the night, and my brothers are taking the horses and sheep out by...
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2014-07-30
In Wolof, “How are you?” is said “Nanga def?” which literally means “Where are you?”. The usual response to this is “Mangi fi rekk.” which means, “I am here.” By saying “I am here,” you are saying that you are alive, and that is something to be grateful for. “I am here” and that in...
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