Fellow Stories
True gap year stories from Fellows abroad!
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Confession To My Diary
Mandula Bashu van den Berg
2015-11-24
Dear Diary, There is something I have been meaning to tell you for a while now. It’s been bothering me quite a bit and I can no longer go on pretending that nothing is wrong. I want to put some things right between us. As it is, I am not being fair to either you...
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Jordan.t.brett
2015-11-21
The Indian subcontinent, with its vast collective of peoples and rich history, has always been one of the epicenters of humanities search for the spiritual. From before the pyramids charas was a common drug used in northern Indian regions for religious and medicinal purposes. As civilization sprouted so did in this fertile land the discovery of many modern world...
Read More“How are You?”
Elizabeth Schubert
2015-11-13
Whenever I ask the kids at school “how are you?” they always answer back with “I am good” or “I am fine”. So, I’ve started rejecting that answer. Occasionally I force someone who is “good” to use a better word, perhaps “excellent” or “excited” or even “very good”, because at least it’s something different. ...
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Nisha’s Coconut Chutney
Indiana Nunez Sharer
2015-11-10
Chutney: ½ cup of grated coconut 2-3 garlic cloves ½ teaspoon of salt ½ teaspoon of chili powder 2-3 small chunks of tamarind Some water Grate the coconut (you may buy pre-grated coconut but fresh is best). Throw grated coconut, garlic cloves, chili powder, salt and tamarind into a blender. Add a bit of water....
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To Dust
mimieshleman
2015-10-28
a thought-full rampage excerpts from my journal i have been struggling to find the words of how i feel i feel a million different things i feel the weight of the garbage on the rotting soil and i feel the frustration in those who put it there i feel torn in my motives i feel...
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Second blog post
Timia Pratt
2015-10-25
Into the blue My title perfectly describes my life right now. Diving deep into the blue of uncertainty, of curiosity, of my unwillingness to give up adventure. Yes i drowned at first, I will not lie. My first week with my family was absolutely awful. I was drowning in loneliness, homesickness, fears, uncertainty. I spent...
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An Uncomfortable Tranquility
Alana Poole
2015-10-16
Growing up in San Francisco, I’ve been constantly stimulated by the hustle and bustle of the city. So when I found out that we would be spending our first five weeks in India at an ashram, I was so psyched. For those of you who don’t know, an ashram is a spiritual monastery focused...
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The Almond of the Mountain
Indiana Nunez Sharer
2015-10-16
These are some pictures I have taken of Mandula during our first month in India. Through them, I hope to show and share a little of it. Happy Birthday, Mandula.
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The Motherland of Whiplash
Tatiana Calonje
2015-10-16
Whiplash is defined as, “injury caused by a severe jerk to the head, typically in a car accident.” Keyword: severe Synonym: India I am convinced that India is the motherland of whiplash and I’ll place a bet that there isn’t a single brace out there that would be enough to withstand the daily whiplash I...
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“Okay But Is it Really Pizza or is it Indian Pizza?” : The Homesick Girls Struggle for Food in India
Ivy Teglia
2015-10-13
I LOVE Indian food. Let me tell you, it’s my favorite. At home, I can’t get enough. I love going to Indian restaurants as much as I can. That’s one reason I was so excited to come to India – the food! I thought “Hey, go have fun in Ecuador eating guinea pigs and rice,...
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How Are You?
Ivy Teglia
2015-10-13
I haven’t said much about India or how I’m doing. Well, for the first time, I’m homesick. Not just for Nevada or for America, but for the people in my life. I miss my family and my friends, and although it’s been less than two months, it feels like it’s been a year. India...
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Little Bird
Ivy Teglia
2015-10-13
‘My grandmother was also very fond of the birds. She was a saint, this woman – when she walked into her garden and held out her arms, the birds would fly down from the trees to perch on her hands……I thought everyone’s grandmother could do this trick. But it was because she truly loved them....
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