Language Lessons I
I have been taking Kinyarwanda lessons for almost three weeks now. Thank God I studied Swahili for a year; I can remember almost none…
Read MoreI have been taking Kinyarwanda lessons for almost three weeks now. Thank God I studied Swahili for a year; I can remember almost none…
Read MoreIt doesn’t take all that much time in a place like Rwanda to start wondering if aid works, or how it might work better….
Read MoreAnyone who’s ever left the States–hell, anyone who’s left a small hometown for a big city, or vice versa–knows that awkward squishy feeling of…
Read More3 kegs of Mutzig, a DJ with speakers that throbbed like a dance club, and a goat on a spit. That’s right. A goat…
Read MoreLast week I was at a party–or, rather, a graduation celebration for a typing course. That’s right. Huge stereo speakers, a DJ, brouchettes everywhere,…
Read MoreMy friend Anna Ruddock of Britain is traveling India (alone!) for three months, and she’s got a story that I just love so much,…
Read MoreThere are lots of great images and interesting language in Chimanda Ngozi Adichie’s Half of a Yellow Sun, so I don’t know what it…
Read MoreHere’s an article from Agence France Press, which is like the A.P. or Reuters–those big news organizations that cover the world in “traditional journalism…
Read MoreHere’s an interesting piece by Canadian journalist Sarah Petrescu, whom I bumped into in Kigali while she was here. It was the strangest of…
Read MoreThis isn’t a Rwanda post, but I can’t help myself. Two guys, one from Israel, the other from Gaza, met at a youth dialogue…
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