I’m starting to feel very insecure. My clothes are missing. They’re just gone. Not even one smelly sock remains. Suddenly I’m in the front of the room with everyone staring. There are…
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Cape Coast is not making a good first impression. My nose is wrinkled and I’m trying to pick my way through the rubbish filled sand without looking too closely at what I’m…
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I remember walking on the beach in Florida with one of my good friends after recently quitting my job and deciding to travel the world. We were talking about the experiences we’d…
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It’s January here. Just like it is all around the world. Yet, I’m having a hard time remembering that it’s a new season, and a new year. For one thing, it’s hot.…
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There’s a hopeful side to poverty that deserves telling. It’s a perspective I personally find overwhelmingly challenging, yet it’s an attitude my students possess innately. They are optimistic in the face of…
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I came across a phrase that caught my attention while perusing the internet the other day. “Poverty porn.” The article I read discussed how many NGO’s are stuck in a cycle of…