2018-06-02
For the past seven months, I had been working at a daycare in Florianopolis. I was engaged with children of age 3-6 years. Although I had a little difficulty to cope up with my apprenticeship in the beginning, as time passed, I was used to and enjoyed the presence of the children. One of...
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2018-04-30
;text-indent:0px;text-transform:none;white-space:normal;word-spacing:0px;text-decoration-style:initial;text-decoration-color:initial”> A year ago, I was a social media addict. I loved using Facebook, Instagram and, Snapchat. I enjoyed sharing updates through my photo and video posts. I was often busy with my cell phone messaging friends and being updated about the lives of hundreds of followers. However, as I took a bridge year after...
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2018-04-30
During my bridge year in Florianopolis, Brazil, I had one objective: to visit all the beaches on the island. This proved to be an extreme challenge because the island of magic has more than 40 beaches. I could not visit all the beaches. Thus, I decided to go for the most beautiful beaches which are on the east...
Read More2018-02-08
After spending two and a half months in Florianopolis, I finally got the opportunity to leave my state, Santa Catarina. Our next training seminar was scheduled in Morretes, a historic city in the state of Parana. This was the first time I got the chance to spend some time out of my host family’s house....
Read More2017-12-11
My road to Brazil was filled with struggles. From persuading my parents into participation in the program to obtaining a US tourist visa during Trump’s foreign policy period, I had to experience it all. I am an international student from Nepal and only after my second attempt to obtain a Brazilian visa (I was rejected...
Read More2017-10-30
The link to my weekly VLOGs while I am at Florianopolis, Brazil. Please subscribe and enjoy weekly updates! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uUGk7i3uND0&list=PLqSOz82Pixrg71SH2BgIWUhAq8yq5ncUo
Read More2017-08-07
I am from Crayons, from Crayola and paraffin. I am from the cracked walls in my ceiling (miniature yet proliferating, identical to sketches.) I am from rose tree, the Rhododendron, whose crimson red flowers I use for pickle and juice. I am from discipline and patriotism, from Amatyas and Shresthas. I am from the be-a-doctor...
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