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August | 2011 | battered suitcases
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Monthly Archives: August 2011. August 24, 2011 · 1:59 am. Let me see your elephant! If you’re looking for a cure to a bad mood at CRHP, a visit to the preschool is a pretty safe bet. Every day, Monday through Saturday, Meena, the preschool teacher, takes the CRHP bus to the nearby slum to pick up her students. The kids are unbelievably adorable. Every time I walk by the preschool, a cluster of them press their faces to the gate, yelling Hi! August 17, 2011 · 4:01 am. Long walks on the beach. One of the t...
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Getting your hands dirty. Long walks on the beach →. August 12, 2011 · 5:57 am. Speaking of hands…. Have used a blow-dryer to speed up the process…). Then they had a party with friends and women from their family (and me! And we all wore green and had bangles made and played games and ate delicious food. What a good time- it was so nice to be so welcomed by her family and to have such a nice relaxing break from work! Getting your hands dirty. Long walks on the beach →. 2 responses to “. On long walks on ...
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May | 2013 | battered suitcases
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Monthly Archives: May 2013. May 2, 2013 · 9:04 am. She sits in the room, surrounded by people who are friends. They laugh, they plan, they share, they cry. I take a deep breath of the air that I know and I plunge my face into the water. I hold my breath. Perhaps. Perhaps it’s safe to breathe. I panic, and I jerk back. My body seizes control from my mind, and my deepest being rejects my efforts. If I do this, I know that I will die. Survival of the fittest leaves no room for breathing water. But I cannot ...
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July | 2014 | battered suitcases
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Monthly Archives: July 2014. July 23, 2014 · 1:00 pm. Of the doors. The previous month of stressful, solo travel caught up to me, and I finally snapped. I said out loud, in my room, to nobody in particular, Oh. Getting trafficked today. I picked up my backpack, ran down the hallway, and started banging on the gate. As soon as someone who worked there came out, I shouted, I am not staying here. You lock me in here? Do you think I’m crazy? Independence is good. My independent streak has carried me all ...
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Schadenfreude: Liddy comes to India | battered suitcases
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Hospitals and snake charmers. Getting your hands dirty →. August 6, 2011 · 2:17 pm. Schadenfreude: Liddy comes to India. So as many of you know, I turned 30 last week! What attracts more attention than a red-head in Asia? Here are some of the things we saw:. The India Gate- where the British both entered and exited India. Elephanta Caves- ancient Hindu cave carvings. A baby monkey at Elephanta Caves.perhaps even more exciting than the Caves themselves. Lauren enjoying a cup of tea at a spice plantation.
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July | 2011 | battered suitcases
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Monthly Archives: July 2011. July 16, 2011 · 10:28 am. Hospitals and snake charmers. So I’ve shared a bit about the CRHP work that is done in the villages, but we also have a CRHP hospital here on site. They provide all kinds of inexpensive care, using treatments that are appropriate to the village context. This is a bus that’s used for patient transport. Do you realize that you’re cutting an eye right now? So weaving through the crowds on my way in and out of the office in the hospital is how I spent my...
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to breathe water | battered suitcases
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No matter, the road is life. May 2, 2013 · 9:04 am. She sits in the room, surrounded by people who are friends. They laugh, they plan, they share, they cry. I take a deep breath of the air that I know and I plunge my face into the water. I hold my breath. Perhaps. Perhaps it’s safe to breathe. I panic, and I jerk back. My body seizes control from my mind, and my deepest being rejects my efforts. If I do this, I know that I will die. Survival of the fittest leaves no room for breathing water. But I cannot...
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Newer posts →. July 13, 2011 · 12:29 pm. For the news-watchers among you…. I will never understand why violence, especially violence directed at so many innocent people, ever seems to be a justified course of action. July 6, 2011 · 1:03 pm. Finally, an update. My Mom shamed me yesterday about my poor blogging form. In order to avoid future Mom-sassings, I decided that I needed to clear out some time today to write an update. So where do I fit in? At a training learning about early marriage. In addition t...