Category: Stories and Culture

Churches and Fainting Americans

“By the time we get to the monastery, we’re going to smell so bad they won’t want to let us in.” I glanced back over my cushioned seat at my Language Training Instructor as I joked  – what do the Peace Corps staff remind us at training? All […]

Sidekick

I think I’ve got myself a sidekick. This afternoon as I slipped into my running pants, I heard a tap-tapping on my bedroom doorframe. The introduction now elicits instant recognition: it was, of course, my upstairs neighbor and curious confidant, Livia. (Ever-observant, the girl had complimented a tattoo […]

My Home, My Host Mother

Life on my “small farm” is at times serene, at other times hurried, but observably varies by the season. Today I watched, for the first time, a mother hen hovering over her young. One chick had ducked under its mother’s breast, and from across the yard a quick […]