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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Live From The Field
Mandula Bashu van den Berg
2016-03-16
Because sometimes there is no lesson. No takeaway. Sometimes things are just fun.
Read MoreNo tounge
Brittany Abelein
2016-03-14
Normal kids have nightmares about monsters living under their bed, being eaten alive by werewolves, or being chased by the boogieman. I on the other hand, had recurring dreams (or nightmares I should say) throughout my life about being mute. The very thought of not being able to converse with someone, or not being able to communicate in a...
Read More20/20 Vision
Brittany Abelein
2016-03-14
Are you alive? Are you really living? Yes, I know you have a pulse- but are you ALIVE?! What is the meaning of your life, or anything before this, has it mattered? I’m suddenly brought back to reality as I splash cold water on my face, getting ready for another day to begin. I can’t...
Read MoreBlurred Lines
Brittany Abelein
2016-03-14
I feel pain poking at me from different points in my stomach, sweat rapidly beading down my forehead and collecting on my upper lip. So, this is India. I am overwhelmed by the suffocating air, traffic, and stares from people as I walk through the market for the first time. After only two hours of being...
Read More95 kids
Brittany Abelein
2016-03-14
Sitting in a classroom Wanting to make value of this time Mind wanders Notebook & pen gets pulled out Jumbled words Catching up on thoughts Spacing out Screams break the train Reality hits In a classroom Residing in India A light bulb Ink hits the page Chaos makes sense
Read MoreConfessions of an awful person
Timia Pratt
2016-03-08
I feel so bad haha, when I go home people are gonna ask me about all the crazy things I did and experienced. Sad to say but I have a pretty normal life. I have a family- mom, dad, brothers, sister in laws, neice, and nephew I had a job that I was terrible at....
Read MoreKathputli
Jeff Pham
2016-03-03
What you see is an Indian art form called Kathputli. Kathputli is a joint of of two Rajasthani [people up in north India] words Kath meaning wood and Putli meaning a doll which has no life. Put these two words together [Kathputli] and it means a puppet which is made entirely from wood. However, the word itself is fairly inaccurate.The...
Read MoreIt’s going to rain
Jordan.t.brett
2016-03-03
“Put on a coat Jordan, it’s going to rain” Rolling off his tongue in a sure and steady Lebanese accent, the phrase was meant as a joke by a man who had been the fascination of our group during training session one. He had the ability to tell fascinating stories, teach lessons and leave just enough mystery to enthrall us...
Read More‘The Conscious Contortion of Writers’ Application
Momo Manalang R.
2016-02-22
“And the day came when the risk to remain in a tight bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” – Anais Nin January 14, 2016 Dear Ms. Writer’s Block: Thank you for your application to be a Poet-in-Residence at The Conscious Consortium of Writers. While we appreciate the efforts placed forth...
Read MoreNow Forgive Me
Tatiana Calonje
2016-02-13
The curse of normalcy. I take a rickshaw to the same school, the same classroom every week. The bell rings at the same time. I walk out the gates by 2pm and I fall asleep in the same bed, to the same distant sound of trains passing. My phone has an address book filled of...
Read MoreNormal
Elizabeth Schubert
2016-02-12
Sitting in the rickshaw, I put my elbow on the back of the seat – WOAH, pull back. My elbow’s wet. I turn to look and see a bottle of – something – wrapped in burlap. I don’t feel disgusted or startled or scared. I just chuckle a little and turn back around. On my...
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