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give clean water.

December 15, 2010

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it was hot that day. i sat outside the church with adah and rose, their laughter ricocheting off the steel walls of the school. i was showing them pictures of russ’ cooking from my iPhone and they were tickled that a man did the cooking in my household. my mind was elsewhere. on the way […]

last place on earth (pt.2)

November 3, 2010

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I met Whitney in Kibera. Spending the summer in Africa, she flew in from Uganda and joined us at New Hope to work with Manna for a couple weeks. We quickly became friends. One of my favorite memories is sharing stories over Ethiopian food. It’s obvious to anyone who comes in contact with Whitney that she’s […]

last place on earth (pt.1)

November 2, 2010

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I met Whitney in Kibera. Spending the summer in Africa, she flew in from Uganda and joined us at New Hope to work with Manna for a couple weeks. We quickly became friends. One of my favorite memories is sharing stories over Ethiopian food. It’s obvious to anyone who comes in contact with Whitney that […]

an invitation

October 27, 2010

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I’m pretty excited about what I’m presenting today – but I’m also a little nervous. No, I’m a lot nervous. Not because I don’t believe in what I will present, but because I’ve never done this before. I’m afraid (to be honest) of what you may think. But, I decided it’s time to act out […]

this thing called story (a teacher post)

September 6, 2010

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Here’s my next blog entry from my classroom – we’re discussing story (!!!) in class and the importance of storytellers in society. Needless to say, I’m pretty excited. This specific post is the answer to a question I asked for the students’ first blog post: What is storytelling to you? I had some incredible answers, […]

The Poisonwood Bible

September 1, 2010

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“Listen. To live is to be marked. To live is to change, to acquire the words of a story, and that is the only celebration we mortals really know. ” I first read The Poisonwood Bible the summer between my junior and senior year in college. Since then, I’ve read it at least five times. […]

lines on dirty paper

August 3, 2010

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Every once in awhile, I’ll pull out the letters so I won’t forget. I won’t forget Benjamin’s soulful eyes or Adah calling me mum or Christine’s tears. I won’t forget Rose saying “when you leave for America, you will pray for me and I will pray for you.” The first letter I received while in […]

shifts in balance

July 16, 2010

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Sometimes, the words just don’t come. I’ve tried to sit down and write for awhile – but nothing forms. Thoughts are stirring – no doubt. I sense His presence but recognize the dry spell – the feeling of needing something, anything to remind me that not only is He here, but he hears. Last week […]

from sweeney to kibera

July 6, 2010

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Nijalon met Daniel roughly five minutes after we stepped off the bus at Langata High School our first day in Nairobi. It took approximately 3.5 seconds before these two boys realized they just met their international counterpart. A bit of a backstory: Daniel is one of the kids in the video Candice made for her […]

the joy

July 3, 2010

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The music starts and giggles weave their way through the group. I glance at the girls and smile, watching their heads bob with the beat pulsing in the background and Loren yelling the counts. Then mass movement begins. whatchu know bout me…whatchu whatchu know ’bout me… I wonder if Lil’ Mama ever envisioned her lipgloss […]