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kodwo in jeffersonia: Citizenship
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I'm not someone who claims to care a lot. As a university student, a friend of mine once said that if I wrote a book it would be called ' I don't give a rat's ass. I'm the guy who, as soon as I pick up a telemarketing call, say ' I'm not interested in what you're trying to sell me. Then hangs up if they attempt to continue with their spiel. I should say, if you ' don't give a rat's ass. What I've taken away from the passport situation is just how interesting and weird citizenship is. I don't think so....
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kodwo in jeffersonia: April 2014
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Drinking in the morning. Every morning at breakfast, my daughter asks to drink the watered down juice I'm drinking from my cup instead of the non-juice she has in her sippy-cup. When I'm down to one swig, I give my glass to her. She drinks this over several sips, saying ' ahhhh. After each sip and about 1/3 of the juice ends up not going into her mouth. I look as her with the giant cup in her tiny hands, covering her entire face, with it dribbling down her chin and I think she looks like a drunk. And saw...
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kodwo in jeffersonia: My Mother, March Madness, and Zucchini Bread
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My Mother, March Madness, and Zucchini Bread. I was woken up by Emily tapping on my shoulder. She said something like ' The nurse said it's almost time. She hasn't got much time left. I was on a sofa, college basketball was on TV. It wasn't a sofa or TV that I knew. I came to in the next couple of seconds. It was late at night on the 20th of March 2010. I was at the Gilchrist Hospice. Facility, in Towson. My mother had been here for slightly over a day. There was the move to Edinburgh. The years that fol...
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kodwo in jeffersonia: Say 'ta'
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I'm still very much American in the way I talk. Unless I take the time to think about what I'm saying, I still use phrases like ' parking lot'. And ' trash can'. I tend to say ' thank you. Instead of ' cheers'. I catch myself pronouncing tomatoes and basil the way an American would ( tow-may-tow. I pronounce strawberry with the ' e. And almost never say ' hiya. My world is about to change. Might as well be ' schloog fleig. As far as the kid is concerned. Asking if the kid wants any ' bluebries.
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Africa At Last: July 2007
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A recent college grad and soon-to-be school teacher finally realizes the dream. Sunday, July 1, 2007. The Sounds of Kente. Here are a couple of videos of boys weaving kente cloth at Tafi Abuipe. Not only is it amazing to watch them do this, but it sounds neat too. Rainy Day at Volta Home. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). FEEDJIT Live Traffic Feed. The Universal Packing List. Lindsey's Blog: Teaching and Daily Life. Long Way Home: Ghana Adoption. The Sounds of Kente. Rainy Day at Volta Home.
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Africa At Last: October 2007
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A recent college grad and soon-to-be school teacher finally realizes the dream. Friday, October 26, 2007. Originally uploaded by jenicra84. I have now owned my MacBookPro for one (glorious and blissful) year. To this date, it has never, ever, not ONCE given me the blue screen of death (which I understand is actually a black screen of death in the Mac world, not that I would personally know). You know how I know you love your Mac? Cuz you made a birthday cake in commemoration. ". I'm ready to go back now.
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Africa At Last: Olfactory Memories
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A recent college grad and soon-to-be school teacher finally realizes the dream. Thursday, September 27, 2007. While walking home from work this afternoon, I caught a familiar scent. I was underneath an overpass and a big old truck had just passed by, leaving a black cloud behind. There were pigeons roosting in the eaves and pigeon poop covering the ground. I could smell the fumes from a nearby painting project. It smelled just like the heart of Accra. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Africa At Last: For the record...
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A recent college grad and soon-to-be school teacher finally realizes the dream. Friday, October 26, 2007. Originally uploaded by jenicra84. I have now owned my MacBookPro for one (glorious and blissful) year. To this date, it has never, ever, not ONCE given me the blue screen of death (which I understand is actually a black screen of death in the Mac world, not that I would personally know). You know how I know you love your Mac? Cuz you made a birthday cake in commemoration. ". FEEDJIT Live Traffic Feed.
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Africa At Last: April 2007
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A recent college grad and soon-to-be school teacher finally realizes the dream. Friday, April 27, 2007. I just asked this question in front of a classroom of fourth graders:. Chelsey, how many moons does Uranus have? And Now For Something Completely Different. We are currently in the process of packing up our Pullman apartment and moving to Spokane. (Not to mention finishing an independent physics course, student teaching, graduating, and leaving for Africa in three weeks! Thursday, April 26, 2007. I am ...
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Africa At Last: Three Months
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A recent college grad and soon-to-be school teacher finally realizes the dream. Wednesday, October 10, 2007. That is approximately how long it takes to miss a place that takes everything out of you in a wonderfully heart-crushing way. I'm ready to go back now. This comment has been removed by a blog administrator. October 11, 2007 at 11:08 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). FEEDJIT Live Traffic Feed. The Universal Packing List. Lindsey's Blog: Teaching and Daily Life. Long Way Home: Ghana Adoption.
