Africa

  • On July 20, 2015, 17 American, Canadian, Ecuadorian, and Irish students departed from Washington DC with imaginations running wild over what they would experience in the Maasai Mara region in Kenya after over 20 hours of plane and bus rides. When my group reached our final destination of our camp...

  • While working at my uncle’s diagnostic clinic, I was invited to watch four surgeries at the Addis Ababa, Ethiopia Fistula Hospital. I was nervous and excited to be in such an important place! Even Oprah has a building on the grounds! Stepping into blue scrubs, a blue cap, and blue booties, I fit...

  • When my parents decided to start their family in America, they instilled their Nigerian values in us children. Every morning, I would wake up to greet my parents with a "Good morning, mom! Good morning, dad!" At school, my thick, afro hair would be the latest interactive exhibit as people would...

  • “So there I was, spear in hand,” I recounted to my thoroughly American friends, “The lion charged at me, jaws agape, snarling like the devil himself.” They’re all paying rapt attention to the story now, as well as the picture I had captured of this close encounter, a lion laying in the grass,...

  • Not even three days into the service trip in Rabat, Morocco, and already I  heard something that seems to reflect the culture and resonates with me very deeply. “Service like this is what feeds the soul and harbors love.” I am a strong believer in spreading the love and having a positive outlook on...

  • “You’re just different. You look like us, and your family is from here, but you’re so American,” Marilyn told me for the twentieth time. I understood well enough that being first generation American set me apart, but going to the most prestigious boarding school in Kampala, Uganda and trying to fit...

  • Just before I turned the knob of the door that would lead me to the family I hadn't seen in 9 years, I took a deep breath and berated myself for being so nervous. This is your family! I said to myself. No need to be nervous. I finally turned the door knob and went inside with my 2 sisters and...

  • I believe that traveling is meant for exploring things outside of your normal, everyday life.  In September 2011, my family visited our friends in Johannesburg, South Africa, and we decided to do something completely out of the norm.  Our friend's dad owns a bungalow at the Ingwelala Game Reserve...

  • The heat of the Saharan sun beat down on our minivan full of sweaty, tired tourists.  The convection oven with wheels intensified my hunger and my deep craving for salty, deep-fried Americanism: a McDonald’s french-fry.  I had grown tired of the Moroccan special, tangine and mint tea, shortly upon...

  • As the school bell rang on the last day, I could not control my extreme feeling of excitement. I opened the classroom’s door and ran insanely fast to the bus. I did not mind the burning sun. I just wanted to go home to pack for the annual trip that I anxiously awaited all year. I wanted to invest...

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