Fellow Stories

True gap year stories from Fellows abroad!

Check out the latest blogs from Global Citizen Year Fellows in Brazil, Ecuador, and India!

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Speak Up

2017-09-25

On our last night together in Quito, September 15th, we had a final dinner and group time. During the group time following dinner, I gave this speak up (which is basically like a speech) to the entire group. I’m posting it on my blog as a reminder of what has been going on and because...

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My Promises

2017-09-25

As I am currently staying in my host family finally starting the adventure that I have waited over 160 days for, it still somehow feels surreal for me. However, I thought it would be nice to make a post on how I am able to cope with homesickness, or actual sickness to make sure that...

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Salty Water

2017-09-23

This blog post is inspired by my tears. I have cried more this week than I can remember crying this whole year. I didn’t cry when I left New York City. I didn’t cry during my week at Stanford or during my week in Quito. I didn’t cry for my mother and my father and...

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Yo no hablo Español

2017-09-23

Is the number one challenge I have had to overcome over my past couple weeks in Ecuador. It seems everyone speaks Spanish but me. It makes life difficult because I only speak English and maybe three words of Spanish. So when being told I will learn to speak Spanish and thrive is almost incomprehensible at...

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ecu(adore)

2017-09-19

i check in to my suitcase-hostel find home in overflowing pockets and zippers that won’t close every stony street sings lullabies to my tired luggage heart beat thuds and wheels that ache i find home in airport-limbo and goodbyes that still linger as i write this i find closure where i can and mourn the...

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Bottoms Up

2017-09-17

Liquids aren’t the most defined matter. Taking the shape of whatever container they inhabit, liquids constantly change forms. Not reliable like solids, or mysterious like gasses, fluid substances are hard to pin-point—literally. I could talk about the solid food I’ve been eating – white bread, white rice, and white flavorless corn – or the disgusting...

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Speak up a New Journey

2017-09-16

Today we embark on a new journey in new places, with new people and new communities. As we goodbye to people we love that are family we all have this unspoken connection it’s unspoken because it was forced. As I stand here looking at all of you, I remember a moment when I realized you...

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Bienvenidos a Ecuador!

2017-09-15

Welcome to Ecuador! To become acquainted with your new home, we are going to start by placing you in an isolated area for four days, starting Thursday, September 7th. It is a large compound –  a spiritual retreat center – called San Patricio. The area is surrounded by trees and mountains and there is a...

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Blogo Numero Dos: The First Month

2017-09-15

Full disclosure: my first official blog of the program has now been deleted, rewritten, deleted again, rewritten a few more times, and now graphed haphazardly. In the interest of full honesty, I would like to include bits of what I’ve written to show the full scope of my time and subsequent emotions. However, I’m afraid...

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Soaking Up the Unknown

2017-09-15

I have always been baffled at how you can only live an experience once, and after that it will never again be the unknown. This concepts daunts me as I live in a many times described “experience of a lifetime” because half of me knows that I must soak up every. single. second. while the...

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Managing Expectations

2017-09-13

Yesterday in Quito, our entire cohort found out where in Ecuador we would be spending our next seven months, and let's just say we were all pretty nervous. I went into this process ready to accept whatever I was given and make the most out of it. Obviously I had an idea of my dream...

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Blog Post #2

2017-09-13

Little by Little  As the sun rises and birds start to chirp the coffee starts to brew, my day starts with a brand new place and new people. I can feel my heart rushing with excitement and nervousness.  As I lift my head off the pillow my mind starts to rush with thoughts. Then I remember...

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