Fellow Stories
True gap year stories from Fellows abroad!
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Voyage
Maximilian Chen
2014-04-11
The following is the first in a series of three blog posts about the author’s trip to Touba for the Grand Magal. 18:00, 19 December There is a threshold at which long hours of anticipation for an event to occur inevitably transform into long hours of dread. Waiting for a car to take myself and...
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So far…
Olatunde Richardson
2014-04-07
So here I am, I apologize for being off the grid for so long, not posting pictures or posting blogs. I will not lie and say that part of the reason for not posting anything is partly because of procrastination, but I will say that the majority is just because that’s not how I do...
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The front yard
Mitchell Ryan
2014-04-07
In this flimsy white chair, on this slightly chilly and sun soaked afternoon, alone, I look down at Juba, our 2 year old mutt. He blinks lazily up at me seeming to never have any trouble taking it all in. Teach me to be like you, Juba. I’ve found myself in this same position countless...
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Um, Actually, I’m Jewish
Leah Mesh-Ferguson
2014-04-07
I guess you could say it’s been interesting. I am a Jew living in a 95% Catholic country. The first time I dealt with this head-on was with my host family in Quito. I was sort of dreading the conversation, what with my very limited Spanish at the time. Finally, the question came one night...
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Carnaval
Joanna Shieh
2014-04-07
I want you to imagine your most exciting New Years Eve or Chinese New Year. What about a birthday party, or a 4th of July? Try now to think about that crazy Halloween party you attended last year, the year before, 20 years ago. Now, put all of those experiences together and you just might...
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Stereotypes
Joanna Shieh
2014-04-07
I know I haven’t posted a blog in awhile, and to be honest I have no excuse. I’ve been too busy enjoying and creating my experiences rather than taking the time actually to write about them. A gap year is really not complete without a little procrastination. But hopefully, I’ll get my next blog...
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Samuel Normington
2014-04-07
I have at times strove for perfection in the context of writing blog posts. Today, I am replacing perfection with importance. I have wanted to give you the perfect description of everything in my life but I can’t quite put it into words, and besides that, the feelings I wish to convey are so simple...
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Jahshana Olivierre
2014-03-27
My sister’s hands hold the weight of the world Her knuckles buckle under the pressure of expectation dismantled salvation societal degradation My sister’s hands are “ugly” they are worn out and bruised glorified yet abused for the sake of them us we me My sister’s hand have a price on them My sister’s hands are...
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Vijay Dukkipati
2014-03-27
I’m a humongous boulder toppling down a hill; once I gain momentum I am unstoppable. When I am against something, I do not budge. It is both my greatest strength, and my fundamental flaw. I used to sit and ponder why I was wired in that fashion. Even more so, I used to be angry....
Read MoreExplanations
Vijay Dukkipati
2014-03-27
A while ago, my mom asked me how Global Citizen helps a person become a better leader. She was generally confused because the web-site was vague, and didn’t necessarily offer much information for how it truly helps a person become a leader, especially while in one’s country. I for one, when I began this journey,...
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Rhythmic Transitions
Jahshana Olivierre
2014-03-27
This piece was written in October at the beginning of my time here in Senegal. Rhythmic Transitions Takk tikki Takk takk the beating of our drums signified this important moment in time Takk takk tak tikki takk takk with each tap, our souls escaped and found itself interconnecting becoming one – dancing to the smooth...
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The Needle on The Clock and The Needle at My Table
Guzly Guzman
2014-03-27
At 7:30 I awaken to the sounds of my host family bustling about the compound. My mother shouts in Wolof as my younger siblings prepare for school. The maid’s broom sweeping the sand for leaves and trash. The gate closing behind my older sister as she leaves for the market to buy ingredients for lunch....
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