Ao Redor do Mundo
If I haven’t mentioned it yet, I am so incredibly grateful to have the unique privilege to share my passion with others, even through simple activities. At the end of each class and each lesson I find myself gaining even more…
Category Stories
The Soil
The parable of the soils describes what becomes of seed that is sown in four different types of soil. The first type of soil is the hardened soil of the pathway. This seed does not penetrate the soil at all, but…
To Those Who Live Well- I Will Never Forget You
I think as you reach the end of something, you begin to look back. Throughout my whole time in South Africa, I’ve kept my gaze forward— focusing on the future, what work there is to be done. Throughout these final…
Favelas, Social Structure, and More
What exactly do you think of when you imagine what Rio de Janeiro? Do you think about the miles of beaches that stretch across Copacabana and Ipanema? How about Christ the Redeemer, one of the world’s seven wonders? Do you…
Cape Town Round 2!
Last weekend, I had an incredible visit to Cape Town. I wanted to have a unique experience because I definitely put myself in the stereotype of tourist with my Waterfront visit last time! So, this time I stayed at a…
Hands
In solitude we give passionate attention to our lives, to our memories, to details around us. – Virginia Woolf First, let me be clear. My time in Kenya was not spent entirely in solitude. The purpose of the trip was…
Remembering “The One”
There comes a time in all of our lives when we grow weary— reach the point where we simply throw our hands up and say “I can’t do it anymore.” The moments that our knees get weak and force us…
40 Days & 40 Nights
It has been 129 days since I left American soil. In 40 days and 40 nights, I will reunite with my family, but this time, they will be coming to South Africa! I feel as though I am coming out…
Rocking The Daisies 2015
This past weekend was one I’ll always remember. A few weeks ago, a couple friends and I bought tickets for some random music festival called “Rocking The Daisies” we’d heard about in a nearby town— thinking it would be cool…
Ends and Odds
Not surprisingly, my last couple weeks in Rio have been a whirlwind. I find myself constantly engaged in some sort of activity here, whether I’m volunteering, relaxing, sight-seeing, or hanging out with friends, and before I know it another week…