As an accomplished writer, Tess served as Editor-in-Chief of her school newspaper and contributed to her local newspaper on several occasions. She also served as a Peer Leader, where she taught a class of 15 freshman students, and as a tutor to students with mental disabilities.
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I left my little blue wallet with my two credit cards, half of my monthly stipend, a hundred dollar travelers check that my visiting mom had posed there, my emergency contact information, and the scribbled passwords for both of my credit cards in a local…
25 May, 2011
1) Bottle of shampoo that I brought with me and made last for 7 months, economizing by occasionally tilling my hair into neat corn rows and forgoing shampooing. 1) Thin beach towel that has traveled with me from Dakar to Saint Louis to Mbour, from…
11 May, 2011
After living here for six months, however, I no longer find myself comparing life in America to life in Senegal…Instead, I find myself comparing Tess American to Tess Senegalese.
02 May, 2011
I came to Senegal with high hopes of embarking out on my own and weaning myself off the comfortable interdependence of my family. There were my dreams and then, there was the reality. I am now an eighteen –year old, self-defined feminist …with a two-year…
28 March, 2011
What gives me hope is that the load Senegalese women carry is unable to lower their regal carriage or proud chins.
21 March, 2011
This piece was featured in the Verona-Cedar Grove Times on April 28, 2011.  Read the article here. “DAKAR, Senegal — Thousands of children in Senegal are forced to beg on the streets under the pretext that they are receiving religious instruction, Human Rights Watch said in…
16 February, 2011
I was left alone with more than seventy of them. Seventy small, squirming Senegalese schoolchildren. My co-teacher, and most of the other teachers at the preschool where I work had departed for Dakar to buy Christmas gifts for their students. That left me, Tata Therese,…
13 January, 2011
Today I met a new host cousin, who asked me what I was doing here in Senegal. It is a question I am well-versed in answering on American soil– but my gift-wrapped why-gap-year-spiel only comes in English. For a foggy moment it seemed that there…
29 November, 2010
Most days in Senegal the sun shines so brightly that the white pavement blinds me on the way to class. Most days my host mother encourages me to eat, eat, to invite friends over for lunch, for the night. Most days I greet strangers on…
26 October, 2010
Before I left for Senegal I got advice from some of last year’s fellows. Of the various conversations I had, one piece of advice stuck and tumbled through my mind like laundry: have no expectations. For the most part I think I have honored this…
13 October, 2010
Growing up I had a purple bedroom and my own closet and toy chest. I had a book shelf and a duvet cover and a sally the camel toy that got to sleep snuggled with me. Â In New York City when I went to visit…
03 October, 2010
When I explained to people in my hometown of Verona, New Jersey that I was taking a bridge year they usually fell into one of two camps. Either they would agree with my friend Rebecca who wrote on my facebook wall “I’m so freaking excited…
21 September, 2010
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