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Under Senegal Skies: October 2011
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Sunday, October 2, 2011. An Update, long overdue! I have no good excuse for my long blog-a-battical. I feel like I’ve been running around for months now and never have enough time in internet-able locales to justify prioritizing a blog post over emails and grant proposals. Why do I feel so busy? I pose that question only semi-rhetorically Am I really busy, or do I just make myself feel that way because I’m an American raised with the American values of go-go-go(! HIV/AIDS-related short programs in Wolof.
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Under Senegal Skies: March 2011
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Sunday, March 6, 2011. For those of you that come to this blog looking for shrewd cultural anecdotes and authentic insight regarding immersion in an African village, this post might not be for you. (not the first section, at least.) For Senegalese PCVs, President's Day weekend meant a three-day marathon of running around, partying, and painting Dakar red under the title of the West African Invitational Softball Tournament, AKA W.A.I.S.T. Night 1: 8 pm. We were set up with cushy ex-pat homestays in Dakar.
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Under Senegal Skies: November 2011
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Friday, November 18, 2011. Reasons why I love America. Reason #1: Habitat for Humanity, Big Brothers and Sisters Program, Audobon Society. what do all these things have in common? Reason #2: No Fly Zone. Am I wrong, or have flies basically been eradicated from America? Not so here in Senegal. The flies are bad. Wanna take a nap in the middle of the day without feeling the perpetual tickle of itsy-bbitsy legs landing on you? Good luck. I dream of the day I can take a daytime nap again. How did we do that?
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Under Senegal Skies: August 2011
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Thursday, August 11, 2011. Where Will the Children Play? It’s a wild scene here at the PC-Senegal Linguere regional headquarters! We’re nutty with excitement over a new project we have in the works. High schoolers - 21 girls and 21 boys - against one another in a tournament that exemplified everything from focused athletic ability to a genuine fervor for organized sport. Until it gets chipped away at, the total price tag on the website below might seem intimidating, but we're receiving support from a num...
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Under Senegal Skies: June 2011
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Thursday, June 23, 2011. Halfway There (But Where's "There"? My year in country mark was back in March, but I felt like the more significant milestone was the anniversary of my installation in Ngaraff, which came and went on May 18. While I was, ironically, out of village, traveling from Dakar to Linguere after returning from Morocco. It has triggered a fair amount of reflection on what I’ve done and am doing; what living my life here, rather than elsewhere, actually means. Over an open fire,. My year ma...
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Under Senegal Skies: February 2012
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Thursday, February 9, 2012. Is it really 2012? How did that happen? I was never really one of those volunteers who said that time was “just fly. Ing” – at the 18-month mark, for example, my thoughts were pretty much, “Yup, that was a pretty long 18-months…” Then my stage. Not really my home. Still, there seems to be some sort of disconnect. How does one live in a place for two years, and then just see herself lifted out it, spontaneously and without really good cause? Okay, so obviously I love my people ...
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Under Senegal Skies: December 2011
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Tuesday, December 27, 2011. Year Two Reflections, More Visitors, and Curing AIDS. They always say that the second year is when Peace Corps gets good – That the more frustrating and awkward your challenges are your first year of service, the more intense and joyful your experiences will be your second year. Weellll . . . That sounds about right. I think that’s enough of a spiel, seeing as it was quickly spiraling down a rogue and non-sensical path. She taught the kids songs and they adored her. She wowed ...
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Under Senegal Skies: April 2012
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Monday, April 16, 2012. Confessions on an Addict. So Tell me if you notice what all of these photos have in common:. Little sis gnawin' on some cabbage. The most recent addition to the Ngaraff family. (wearing eyeliner eyebrows at two weeks old.). If you guessed that the common theme was that the subjects of these photos are all under the age of two, you're right! Below is my attempt at a picture of all the babies that have been born since I installed in the village two years ago! What's wrong with me?
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Under Senegal Skies: April 2011
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Sunday, April 3, 2011. Health Hut Progress, and other Tidbits. Then, things started happening. And now, only three and a half months after I came out asking for money, the wall is all but completed and we're honing in on the home stretch! Slowly, slowly - this is a goal we can now work toward in earnest with the hope of seeing real progress. I hope. :). The Health Hut, before. . . Installing the water pipe extension. Ladies and gentlemen, running water! And more and more and more bricks! A small team com...
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Under Senegal Skies: May 2011
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Thursday, May 19, 2011. Okay, here's my confession: I've been out of Senegal for the past three weeks or so, prancing about in Morocco, mostly, with a brief sojourn in Barcelona as well. What can one say? It was all so delightful. Morocco is truly the land that dreams are made of, a perfect intermingling between the wild sensory phenomena of Africa and the functionality and ease of Europe and the "West." It certainly didn't feel like Africa, to say the least. I hardly know where to start. Hearty fresh or...
