A Community of Family

Note: Pictures to come!

Last week in Kinyarwanda class, we learned to talk about our families.  This was an extensive and sometimes confusing lesson; the words used to describe an older sibling of the same gender are different from that of a younger, both of which are not the same word used for a sibling of the opposite gender.  Does that make sense?  Because I’m still trying to figure it out and get the words straight.

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The Things We Miss

Last week, I was saddened to learn about a free Dave Matthews concert taking place in Denver.  A few weeks earlier, it was a Don Diablo set at Echostage.  This coming weekend, I will be missing out on a dear friend’s wedding that I am heartbroken that I can’t attend.

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Site Announcement Time!

One of the most exciting events of Peace Corps training took place this week – the announcement of my cohorts’ sites for the next two years!  We put on a sorting hat (yes, you read that right), sat in front of the rest of our new friends and teachers, and waited to hear exactly where we will be working and living.

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Learning to Slow Down

“Buhoro, buhoro!” my host mother shouts as I hurry through the spotless dining room of my new home in Rwanda.  I have half a piece of bread hanging from my mouth, my weighty backpack slung at an odd angle across one shoulder, my phone in one hand, and a cup of tea swaying in the other.  To your average American, this might look like a fairly standard morning routine, but my host mother looks utterly confused and mildly concerned as she watches the hectic foreigner tear through the room. Continue reading “Learning to Slow Down”

Observations from the Ground

Three days ago, nearly 50 new Peace Corps trainees stepped off the plane into the cool Rwandan night. We were excited, anxious, confused, and more than a little exhausted, but looking forward to exploring our new home. We spent our first three days in the capital, Kigali, a red-roofed city built into a stretch of green rolling hills. Continue reading “Observations from the Ground”