A short, short, short story
A friend has a link on her blog to another interesting blog–this all sounds so incestuous–called Six Sentences. Just what it sounds: Stories, about…
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I’d like to change the topic, please
I still have lots to say about Monday evening, when I went to Butare to see how the students at the National University commemorated…
Read MoreMissing signals that aren’t even cultural
Here’s a little intermission from my genocide memorial posts, which you can anticipate more of this week… For the record, I realize that with…
Read MoreThe lonely coffin
One other image from the memorial today in Gisozi sticks with me: a coffin, left alone in one of the museum rooms. I could…
Read MoreGenocide memorial day
Today is the 14th anniversary of the genocide. I’m used to genocide anniversaries. I spent 8 years organizing Holocaust memorials in my home town…
Read MoreTake this, American Idol
No one is home, which frees me up even more than a nice beer might. I can do absolutely anything I want, a sentence…
Read MoreGetting to ‘goodbye’
The most ubiquitous characters in my daily strolls in Kigali are the veritable army that sells airtime. They wander the streets in yellow vests,…
Read MoreHere’s how I guess this will work…
So, my friends, my intention was to begin my blog with a couple of posts a day about the Sierra Leone experience. Then, segue…
Read MoreWhere have all the (cow)girls gone?
Okay, I don’t even like that song, so to all of you, and myself, I apologize. But yesterday it occurred to me, I’m surrounded…
Read MoreIs this what they mean by pidgen English?
I went with a roomie to Gisenyi today, just a quick day trip, mostly with just enough time to go down to the lake…
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