2018-06-08
Originally written October 19th So I’m learning to appreciate the little things. I’m co-teaching English at the school in my town and everyday my students teach me something new, especially the little ones. Being bombarded with questions of Como se dice ____ en inglés? (how do you say __ in english?) only to see them...
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My Ecuadorian host family was such an important part of my year abroad. I remember my very first interactions with them were awkward- I was communicating in the little spanish I learned in high school and using weird hand gestures for words I didn’t know. Of course, as I continued to navigate my way through...
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It’s been slightly over two months since I left my host family back in Ecuador. And I miss them beyond imagination. One of the best parts of living with a host family is having host siblings. My seven year old host sister, Valentina, was one of my first friends. Since everyone in the house was...
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I perceive my life in terms of colors: about the contrast between them, how they make other colors pop out and how together they create beautiful things. Colors can come in landscapes, in marvelous structures, in people, in memorable moments and outstanding ideas. If there was a time in my life where I learned all...
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If you would have asked me a year ago “What it Brasil?” I would have responded to you robotically and with common knowledge :” Brasil is the largest and most populated country of South America.Capital ? Brasilia.” And that would have been it. In fact, nothing had particularly pushed me to learn more about this...
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What is that? The so-called “Capstone Project” is the final component of the program designed by Global Citizen Year that guides you through your Gap Year. It is part of the “Transitioning” phase and takes place in your home community. It is a platform to share and highlight the learnings and all other crucial aspects...
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WAVE standing still, feeling the hot sand between the toes, the salt baked hair in the face, the hugging sun on the back and nothing but the endless blue in front thinking, observing but really just being , swimming in the love one shares for its peers suddenly a warm hand on the hips and...
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