Everyday Choices

I’ve recently spent a good bit of time missing my life in Tanzania and thinking about how my choices are defining my life here. My life in Fort Wayne, Indiana looks vastly different from my life in Dar es Salaam, Tanzania. That’s not necessarily a bad thing. Or a good thing. But it is a…

Failing and Being a Failure

When I stop long enough to be even a little bit introspective, it doesn’t take me long to realize that I have a deeply ingrained fear of failure. Classes at IU start in just one week and I’m terrified. I’m not afraid of learning. I’m afraid to fail. Afraid I can’t focus or study or…

Summer!

Summer has always been my favorite season–its part of the reason why I loved Dar es Salaam, the land of endless summer! I love warm weather, sunshine, pools, oceans, and being outside. In Indiana, thanks to daylight savings time, summer also means that it is light from about 6 a.m. to 10 p.m., which, for…

“Home”

The night before leaving Tanzania, some of my dearest friends put this song on repeat and we sang it together at least six times. Though I was fighting back tears then, I had no idea how much I would miss those brothers and the friendships and family I made during my four years in Tanzania….

Street Harassment

“Each time a woman stands up for herself, without knowing it possibly, without claiming it, she stands up for all women.” – Maya Angelou “Hey baby, I love you.” It would be cute, sweet even, if the speaker was my boyfriend. But when it is a stranger on the street, it is not sweet. It…

Life in Community

One of the most incredible things about life here in Dar, more incredible even than the beach, ocean, and glorious sunshine, is life in community. There is something about life here that draws people together–even people who, in other contexts, might never be friends. I’ll readily admit that, as a twenty-eight year old single, I…

Writing my Transition Story

A perusal of any several of the thousands of blog posts written on expat transition—either incoming or outgoing—is sure to reveal at least one or two of the many horror stories that tend to grace many of these pages, replete with tales of driving on the wrong side of the road, overwhelming depression, and untold…

Morocco

Five days in Morocco is nowhere near enough. It is a gorgeous country, and holds endless potential for adventure: surfing, cycling, motorcycles, hiking, climbing, etc. But for this trip, I opted to spend the majority of my time with friends in Fes, and for that I have no regrets. I am leaving Morocco encouraged beyond…

Teach Them to Think

This post is about teaching. Or rather, about my failings as a teacher. The regular school year is coming to a close here at HOPAC and students will be starting exams next week, so the last two weeks have been a flurry of revision, review, and exam preparation. The Cambridge International Examinations for English Literature…

Memories…

I’m sitting in a train from München to Venezia, across from a woman who resembles my maternal grandmother in shocking ways. The long straight nose, the pale blue eyes, the short permed hair, even the wrinkly skin and laugh lines. She’s wearing trousers and “stockings” (those awful nylon ones) with a cotton shirt, just like…

April Adventures

Because I love traveling and exploring new places, I was busy brainstorming travel ideas for spring break soon after Christmas. Initially, the chance to meet up with some former students and friends influenced my decision to wander through several European cities instead of visiting other parts of Africa or even Asia. The plan evolved into…

Praying Like Gideon

Late Friday night, I got a highly-secured e-mail telling me that I have been accepted into the Indiana University Ed.D. program in Language, Literacy, and Culture Education. I have no idea how I’m going to finance this, but I am excited. To say that this isn’t in itself an answer to prayer…would be intentional ignorance…