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Rachel Teevens

Rachel had leadership positions in school such as Key Club co-president, National Honor Society board member, and president of her senior class. She has done service projects with her church repairing homes in West Virginia, and she did a service project in the Dominican Republic helping build a school. Rachel is passionate about children getting the best education possible and women having equal rights. She loves travelling, ice cream, and her dog.


Choosing What Really Matters

March 27, 2014

Going into this experience I expected that I would see the world in a new light and this would help me grow and change me in ways no other experience could. I was expecting to learn life lessons that would affect me forever. And that has happened but there have been a lot of simpler,...

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I Guess I’m Not Getting Married

February 20, 2014

My niece just told me I can’t do anything. I can’t cook. I can’t clean my clothes. I can’t sweep. I can’t clean the dishes. I can’t do anything. And due to these facts I will apparently never find a Senegalese husband. Now you might think that here I should insert a feminist rant about...

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How Justin Bieber May Have Saved Me from Despondency

November 23, 2013

For the past six weeks I’ve been living in Tivaouane and its safe to say I’ve had some extreme ups and down. One minute I’m having fun with host family playing, dancing, laughing, then the next minute I’m standing face to face with an angry sheep who’s guarding the bathroom door & refusing to allow...

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“Time is this”

October 10, 2013

Since the last time I blogged I’ve travelled on two planes, I’ve lived with two host families and my life has been completely flipped upside down. I’ve known I was going to be living in Africa for months now but I was definitely not fully prepare for everything I’ve seen and experienced. Here I am...

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“The days are long but the years are short”

August 29, 2013

Its been 5 days since I left home for California. I can honestly say that Wednesday morning in the airport I felt horrible. I had said my goodbyes and I sat alone while I waited for my flight. I was nervous, scared and even second guessing my decision. “It’s only 8 months. If I hate...

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