2019-05-01
When I found out I’d be going to Ecuador, I pictured myself walking down a long dirt road in the rain. That was pretty much it. I didn’t know what else to expect. I had no idea how my daily life in Ecuador would look, especially given that I wouldn’t find out where I’d be...
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2019-04-30
(An article I wrote for the radio station I worked at.) Para muchos ecuatorianos, la vida cotidiana está plagada de la presencia de los venezolanos. La mayoría de ellos ocupan las calles, venden productos baratos o baten alrededor de carteles que relatan su historia de vida. Una pregunta que muchos ciudadanos ecuatorianos se hacen a...
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By Hannah Bouline, Ecuador ’13, University of Denver Four years ago I was sitting in a modest workshop stringing tags onto ribbon. The shelves full of colorfully dyed seeds hid the dull cinderblock walls. The door rested open allowing the brisk evening air to enter, and orange light from the setting sun illuminated the mountainside....
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2019-04-29
“‘You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place,’ I told him, ‘like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.’” Azar Nafisi, Reading Lolita in Tehran As I stepped...
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1/02/19 – La Cosecha When you go to a place you never think that it will be the last time. I’ve been thinking about how I’ve got such little time left and that not only people do I need to say goodbye to but places as well. Why is that? Say goodbye to a place?...
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2019-04-29
*February * *Cotacachi* [image: IMG_4255.jpg] The best thing about Ecuador is the plethora of puppies. This was another fellow’s latest addition to her family and I couldn’t help but carry him around like the sleepy baby he is. *Tena * [image: f4f49682-61dc-4a78-b0c2-559a76ccae91.jpg] This is our good morning at 5 am face. We were able to...
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*29 de Abril de 2019* El día que llegué a mi casa senegalesa, me dijo mi Yaay que a partir de ese momento, yo me llamaría Yaye Fatou. Mi apellido sería Dieng, porque así se apellidaba mi nueva familia senegalesa. Yaye Fatou Dieng. Y yo, que probablemente no entendí ni una tercera parte de lo...
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