This post is a sort of accompaniment to my previous post titled “I’m Confident.” I wrote near the beginning of March ‰Ò I was told I would change. That‰Ûªs what everyone said about Global Citizen Year – they changed, you would find change in yourself….

16 July, 2015

-signs are in English -there are a lot of white people -I tried to speak to my cat in Spanish. Without thinking, I saidvenga

09 June, 2015

Challenges food machismoism   Best family friends  

03 June, 2015

The first months at my new home, I tried really hard to fit in. I tried to act like an Ecuadorian. I thought this meant dressing like my new sisters in jeans and ballet flats, even though I hate ballet flats. To not go running…

20 March, 2015

Enjoying the hail/rainstorm/flooding from the comfort of the car. Some cars were flooded in feet of water and the hail floated on top of the streams. Plantains – in all forms (fried, baked, in balls, sliced, with cheese) My new best friend Ariana (she‰Ûªs 10)….

27 January, 2015

The white jersey dribbles down the field, to the right, where in some fast-paced seconds, she steals the ball and places it on the feet of a colored shirt 20 meters down the field. They cheer and holler, the crowd of ten or so. Que…

06 January, 2015

Dear Readers, I want to write to you now – whoever you are. Maybe you read my last blog post. It’s 1:35am right now and I’m writing because I am feeling inspired to write and because I want to address my previous blog post. I…

16 August, 2014

I’ve always liked to diverge. Rebecca, Abby, and Sam ski on ahead. I plop down in the snow, waiting for them to disappear. I want space to get lost in the snow and the trees. I want to find my own way down the mountain,…

04 August, 2014