Monthly Archives: August 2010

Politics and Freedom of Expression: PART I

It’s been a while since I’ve discussed politics on this blog – not because I haven’t been thinking about it (because I have been thinking about it constantly) but because I’ve needed time to formulate my thoughts. Many of you – friends and family – have asked me about the controversy of the elections, the… Read more »

Train Tracks

I was on the subway last night and there was an announcement that there was a “traveller’s incident”, a pseudonym for someone who committed suicide on the railroad tracks. I was stunned at the announcement, that they will be cleaning up, so no lines will be running on line 10, I believe. Raphaelle then told… Read more »

Sing, Dance, Love

So I met a wonderful man, Mr Dayo, who invited Raphaelle and I to his house today, who shared his own experience being a Rom in France, the struggles, but what was most amazing was the pride he had in his own people. “Many people think we are the bastards of Europe, with no state,… Read more »

La Vie á Paris!

Life in Paris is slow, where it’s against the law to work more than 35 hours a week, and 60% of the GDP is spent of education. Even getting a master’s program costs close to nothing. 🙂 Cities are usually hustling and bustling at every hour, every minute, but less so here. When things shut… Read more »

Hunger

Remember that time I told you that I had FORTY STUDENTS? Well, turns out I now have sixty. Yes. SIXTY. STUDENTS. It’s pretty incredible. I can hardly believe it myself. But I did find out why last week. On Friday, the LC director interrupted my class and took 10 students out into the hallway. It… Read more »

The Butchery

So I just arrived in Paris and it’s been SWEET! I met Raphaelle here and am in her sweet apartment! However, it’s been so crazy trying to adjust into a country where the streets are clean and everything is orderly, the butchery is spick and span and there are building everywhere. Compared to the markets… Read more »

Cha-lleh! Why not?

I visited the slave castles yesterday and after seeing the dungeons of the slaves of the past, the canons and ships that were left at cape coast, I could help but feel a sense helplessness about the past but wonder at what we have today. In Ghana, as I’ve noted before, there is no bitterness… Read more »

Stories

This school is an interesting mix of people from all over the continent and that is probably what I love most about this school. The number of perspectives represented and presented here is really wonderful. I was looking back at some of the interviews in the past and Sister Teresa Walsh said to me, “Education… Read more »