2020-02-24
Walking to School The Sun! – Super bright always hot The “young” mosque – Lots of men and boys gather here on Fridays – Call to prayer The children – The “bonjours” and the “Toubabs” My construction guy friend! – Blind in one eye – Calls me...
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2020-01-11
The Chickens The walls in the house are yellow more similar to the color of sand on the beach of Ocean City rather than the sand along the roads in Tivaouane. Noise was normal for a weekday night: the fighting and laughing of my siblings, the television blasting telenovelas, the buzzing of mosquitoes, the singing...
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2019-11-22
Little Moments After two and half months and a tough beginning, I feel at home with my family of seven in Tivaouane, Senegal. I embrace the name given to me, Ramatoulaye, which means God’s Mercy. I am an only child in the States so five siblings has taken some time to get used to. Well,...
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2019-08-31
I learned about my host family on my 19th birthday. Throughout the day, a friend and I would occasionally refresh my email. Right before my friend lit the candle on the cake they made, I refreshed the page one last time. We screamed with excitement. A true birthday gift. A little over a week later,...
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