Caught Left-Handed
I am riding home from the tro tro after a slow day at work. The commute is long and tedious,…
I am riding home from the tro tro after a slow day at work. The commute is long and tedious,…
“We are more alike than we are different.” This was the topic of my senior year English essay. Of course…
This morning I sat in the middle front seat of a tro tro and contemplated life and death…in a very…
We watch as the investigator circles the room and stops at the tall window behind the couch. The gate that…
This is the true story… of sixteen students… picked to live in a house… work in Ghana and step out…
It was Friday June 21st when I was on my way to the airport in Portland, OR to begin the…
On the day we moved into our sprawling, barbed-wire fenced East Legon home, Kelly Vigil unpacked his Canon 60D camera…
When I first heard of the robbery, I didn’t believe it. Nonetheless I jumped out bed and went into the…
It’s easy to believe our lives reside within our electronic devices, and especially if we fail to back them up…
Note: the following is my article published in the Daily Guide, the newspaper here in Accra for which I am…
Living in Ghana is an adventure to say the least. I can honestly say that many of the stories I’ll…
Before I came to Ghana, I was told Ghanaians were very religious. Previous students warned us that our coworkers will…
“Mesdames will see you now.” I sit on a hard wooden chair in a long narrow hallway waiting for this…
Before coming to Ghana, I had a single story of Africa. In the U.S., popular images of Africa portray the…
Yesterday was just one of those days. You know, when you’re tired and it takes 2 and half hours to…