Africa

  • Cameras clicked.  Everyone sat motionless.  I peered through a pair of binoculars at five cheetahs laying in the afternoon shade.  My family was in one of the four safari vehicles that had gathered for this rare sighting.  We watched as one cheetah slowly got up, stretched, walked several feet, and...

  • “It’s a zebra!!!” Not hidden behind barred gates or three inch glass but standing directly in front of me. I leaned in close, throwing all caution to the wind with this seemingly-harmless animal, ready for my friend to snap a pic. Whack! The zebra head-butted me right in the eye. Luckily, a swollen...

  •      The warm night air envelopes my face as I stretch my legs after an 8-hour flight. My mom, brothers, and I wait outside as my dad goes off in search of our driver, Stefan. I smile to myself. The familiar Africa smell is so comforting, so distinct. I love being here, and when our family got the...

  •    Swish. Swish. The sound of a lion’s tail moves through the African bushes. I’m in Kenya at one of Kenya’s national nature reserves.  Kenya is famous in East Africa for their reserves and safaris. Here I meet for myself the beautiful and awesome creatures of Nairobi’s National Park. I see Nairobi...

  • Cambodia, Armenia, Bosnia, Sudan, Germany, and Rwanda. Each of these nations has one common thread, a deliberate and brutal similarity. Every one of these nations has been affected by mass slaughters of innocent people during the past hundred years. Genocide, an intentional killing of a large group...

  • Every summer, I go on a mission trip through Seacoast Church. It has been my personal tradition since my freshman year of high school that has taken me to Costa Rica, Thailand, and many destinations all over the United States. This year I was fortunate enough to go to a small country in West Africa...

  • As I plopped a lemonade-flavored, electrolyte hydrating tablet into my plastic water bottle, I could feel Sylvia’s big eyes watching my every move. With our rear-ends simultaneously bouncing up and down as our rickety bus maneuvered its way through the saturated streets of Kampala, my Ugandan...

  • I couldn’t daydream in Kampala. Getting somewhere required all my concentration, patience, and if I failed to stay watchful, too much money! The clammy streets of Uganda’s capital city were ringing with clamor. People bustled along - women clad in vibrant skirts of red and yellow, sweeping the...

  • On July 20, 2015, 17 American, Canadian, Ecuadorian, and Irish students departed from Washington DC with imaginations running wild over what they would experience in the Maasai Mara region in Kenya after over 20 hours of plane and bus rides. When my group reached our final destination of our camp...

  • While working at my uncle’s diagnostic clinic, I was invited to watch four surgeries at the Addis Ababa, Ethiopia Fistula Hospital. I was nervous and excited to be in such an important place! Even Oprah has a building on the grounds! Stepping into blue scrubs, a blue cap, and blue booties, I fit...

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