One of my first memories from my orientation time in Bogota involved walking towards the MCC office on my first day in the city. As a coworker and I got closer, we ran into another MCCer on the street. She greeted us with a smile and remarked that it was easy to spot newcomers when
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“That moment, when I saw his arm sticking out from under the sheet covered in goosebumps as he slept, I felt something. And that was just the beginning.” Manuela says, as she regales me with the story of her 35 year long relationship with her husband Narciso. The lighthearted love story became serious quickly, however,
I went back to Mampujan in the beginning of January. After rushing to get leave Sincelejo early, I waited for an hour for the bus to fill, my stomach already full of butterflies. During the trip, a suitcase fell on my head from the overhead compartment.
“What I want to say is that the past is the past, and the present is what your life is, and you are capable of choosing what that will be, darling citizen.” -Mary Oliver I got off a plane in Tel Aviv during the height of the second Intifada in 2001. I was turning 19,
Español Dear Seeders, I am excited for you to arrive this afternoon and to experience all of the chaos, challenges and community these two years will bring you! I am nervous of seeing the Anna of two years ago in your enthusiasm, excitement and perhaps belief that you can change the world. I would love
Espanol Bogota is different. Instead of chickens and pigs roaming the streets as I walk to work, I avoid beautifully groomed dogs and their equally beautiful owners. Instead of stepping over ditches of grey water and greeting all of my neighbours by name, I try to be careful not to get run over by giant
I got lost in the forest yesterday on a walk. It wasn’t really a big deal, although I kept on snapping my fingers to keep away the bears. I know it was effective because I am still alive today. Taking advantage of the time and my handy mp3 player, I listened to CBC Radio’s Ideas
Español aqui Tears. Laughter. Anger. Joy. Gossip. Confessions. Learning. Ignorance. Songs. Hilarity. Culture blunders. Phone calls. Confusion. Ritual. Clarity. Friendship.GROWTH. Some of the best moments of the last two years of my life have been spent with these people. We came together from five different countries and with our ideas, personalities and identities and let
It has been an unexpected delight to discover the writing and work of Wade Davis this year. He is an enthobotanist and anthropologist, whose writings about culture serves as a helpful lens through which to view my own experiences. Through his travels in Colombia, Peru, Canada’s Arctic, Tibet, Kenya, Haiti and many more, Davis explores