BlogBlog 17

Returning home

My time in Ghana always felt fleeting. Time had no consistency. It either raced by or was stuck stagnant — usually while I was stuck in traffic on a trotro. My emotions jumped from one extreme to the next polar opposite. At any moment I experienced a deep longing for the comfort of home or felt in pure awe as Ghana […]

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Turning Point

For the majority of my internship, I attempted to give off the appearance of composure, exhausting my mouth muscles with wide smiles and offering help while knowing my contributions would likely do more harm than good. It’s like a child who bravely and boldly offers to wash her dad’s car. Half an hour later, she […]

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