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Sarah By The River: September 2012
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Sarah By The River. Wednesday, September 26, 2012. Texts From Last Night - The Gambian Edition Part 1. A glimpse of Peace Corps The Gambia through text messages. The following texts may contain offensive and/or adult themes. Read at your own discretion. Names are not included to protect future reputations of. 8220;A vulture just took a massive shit in my backyard…”. 8220;I’m such a fatty. Just ate ramen in my hut by myself. Food has been small the past few days.”. I wlkd 2 dead.”. The early morning passe...
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Sarah By The River: October 2012
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Sarah By The River. Friday, October 19, 2012. 5-7-5: Peace Corps in Haiku. Hunger, tears, guilt, fear, love, self,. Come out still standing. Bees whisper a thanks. America haunts my moons. But our skies both rain. My pit latrine is scary. I will small boy you. Change is mad rad. Not one thing is small small bad. Fun times shall be had. It is being nice. Sometimes hard we are having. Trees, they are coming. Making my own home. The bugs are driving me mad. Learning to find peace. The children love me.
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Sarah By The River: January 2013
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Sarah By The River. Tuesday, January 22, 2013. The Start of Something. Department of Agriculture and Forestry officers Bakary and Muhammod visit my village! Physical progress. After looking at 3 potential garden sites, the Agfo officers picked the best location. Location 2 is near the village – (“Husbands will ask where are their wives. Here, they can just look and see them. Maybe they will stop drinking atayaa and come help.” Muhammod) –. Knightly on his way to the garden. In lies the punch line. Wh...
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Sarah By The River: February 2013
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Sarah By The River. Saturday, February 23, 2013. Every morning, I wake to the rhythmic sounds of coos pounding. It is a curiously alluring, gently rousing lullaby. The thudding of the heavy wooden mallet against the coos. The unexpected pauses. The changes in tempo. The sweeping resonance. Such a simple song, but one that bewitches me. Fatoumata preparing lunch. Nene practices coos pounding. Fatoumata smiles, a little embarrassed by my attention. Tuesday, February 19, 2013. Soaking Amie Gundo in a bucket...
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Sarah By The River: March 2013
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Sarah By The River. Monday, March 11, 2013. It Hurts To Have Your Hair Braided. Fatimata is braiding little Nene's hair. Nene wails and cries as her mom weaves her hair tight into pretty microbraids. I try to bribe Nene to stop her tears with a picture. Fatimata laughs and wipes Nene's face, trying to hide the tear tracks. I kind of love this captured moment. It hurts to have your hair braided, but man, you sure look pretty afterwards. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Weathervane of Peace: January 2014
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Sunday, January 12, 2014. Guest Post: Justin W. Cheers to Sarah and a job well done. If you get a chance, congratulate her. She will not except it out right like any humble person. She knows the job is never done but the spark of encouragement will help her to know it has not gone unnoticed, because that all she really want as a person who tends to work in the back ground. This is my recognizing you Sarah. Congratulation and a job well done! Thursday, January 2, 2014. Some photos off the slow internet.
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Weathervane of Peace: October 2014
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Monday, October 6, 2014. Readjusting and some other things. I’ve had so many people tell me, “wow, you must be so glad you’re home! Africa dangerous…yeah the roads are can be pretty bad, and accidents happen, as they do everywhere. But in my short 5 months back, I’ve experience more victimization and ‘dangerous’ situations than I did in over two years there. Earlier I had put home into quotations. Home has been redefined for me. It’s not so much of a physical place as I feel like I have a h...The purpose...
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Weathervane of Peace: July 2013
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Wednesday, July 17, 2013. What else but some cute african kids- most of them are of my siblings or favorite baby in village. Mariama Jallow- they call her MJ, after Michael Jackson. Her co-mother is my best friend in village- even though they speak fula i'm at their compound very often. Aramita, my little sister, she's a wild one. Ramadan Sunset in my backyard. I am the luckiest girl. Fencing of The Gambia. Sesame Seed pod fencing. Then we have the thorn woven fencing. The reed fencing with wire holdings.
