Fellow Stories

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What I Gained from Pre-Departure Training

2016-08-30

I’m not sure of what I originally anticipated learning during pre-departure training. I came into it a little blind and very, very hopeful. What I did know, though, was my past self. I was quiet and shied away from people I didn't know well. I never tried to start any conversations, and I definitely wouldn't...

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College Can Wait, India Cannot

2016-08-30

Hello friends, family, and other amazing beings about to read my very first blog post! This first entry is coming from sunny Stanford University in Palo Alto California. I have to be frank, I really wasn’t sure what to write down for this entry, or how to compose my thoughts into words from this week....

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Old School

2016-08-29

  You probably expect something about India being cool, but since nothing has yet changed I decided to go old school   Let me explain to some of you why this is not something new: this is what me and Rosalie used to do, but now I’m alone so forgive me if sometimes I don’t...

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Why Take a Bridge Year?

2016-08-29

Yesterday I was asked, “Why did you choose to take a bridge year with Global Citizen Year?” by the co-founder and president of Kiva, Primal Shah, while walking with him back to lunch. Panicked by this curve ball of a question, where Mr. Shah became the listener, and I the speaker, while I was in...

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20 seconds

2016-08-29

I once wrote in a letter to a dear friend, ‘spontaneity is life’s best friend and my greatest influence’. At that point I just liked the quote because I came up with it and it sounded so cool. Luckily it was also relevant to the point I was trying to make. But the 20 seconds...

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The World is in Front of Me.

2016-08-29

Panchgani, Asia Plateau Mahashrata, India I’m sitting, feet propped up on the ledge of a sixth floor balcony, looking out across the exotic flora. I guess It’s not that exotic though, in this land I’m the only exotic thing. The dense foliage from which a constant stream of tropical noises erupts: the chirping of colorful...

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Blog #1

2016-08-29

They say home is where the heart is. I had a home. I thought of myself as a very empathetic person. I thought I was one to quickly love, to welcome strangers to my heart with open arms. I was half right. I’ve learned that I do hold a great capacity for empathy, and though...

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When dreams meet reality

2016-08-29

It’s been a week since I left Montreal for San Francisco, and these 7 days have been like heaven on Earth: I met a 120 amazing people from all around the world and experienced California like never before! For the first part of the week we stayed in the Redwoods, and the imposing silhouette of...

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The Story Begins…

2016-08-29

      Hello and welcome to my blog! Currently, I am writing from mi cuarto in Quito where I will spending the next Hello and welcome to my blog! Currently, I am writing from mi cuarto in Quito where I will spending the next 3 weeks with a lovely host couple before moving to my placement site...

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Day by Day

2016-08-28

       Just when I feel as though I’m done with all the goodbyes, there is someone else that I have to say “see you in 8 months” to. Just when I feel like I’m mentally/emotionally prepared, tears overcome me thinking about the inevitable struggles I will face. Just when I think I’m ready...

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Moving Quickly, Going Nowhere

2016-08-28

Highschool, school for that matter, has felt like a never ending track race. Every year I seemed to hit the reset button and just start a new lap. Even though I would go around the track, I always seemed to end up in the exact same spot that I started in. I would have learned...

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About my nap year.

2016-08-28

Hi. I'm Jasen. This is my blog. It is a blog of a perpetually confused, endlessly blabbering teenage adult. A Singaporean who never served, a Hong Konger who escaped home and politics to distant lands. Senegal. I write this in honorable memory of the coming adventure and under the obligation of my scholarship (Cheers Katie)....

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