During our time in Uganda, we were all following the story of a young girl named Anna who came to the outreach clinic for a serious case of Jiggers. She was bright, fun, and a star before the camera. Continue reading
All things come full circle, you know? I can’t help but think about the song “Circle of Life” from the Lion King as this African breeze is whirls around my ankles through the window. Where’s Rafiki when you need him? Continue reading
The rawest of all human emotion is pain.
It can be physical pain
Pain is the evidence that something is wrong. Terribly wrong. Continue reading
Throughout history, stories have been told and retold for many reasons, but namely, so that the happenings, occurrences, and movements surrounding a group of people can be recorded and remembered.
I remember my Old Testament TA, Parker Diggory, saying something about storytelling that I’ll never forget:
History is always told by the victor.
Whoever wins the battle, whoever has the upper hand, whoever is the one in the position of power has the ability to not only tell a story, but manufacture, reconfigure, and shape the way a story is told.
Being a storyteller is a powerful, powerful position. Continue reading
I’m sitting in the international terminal at the Atlanta Airport preparing to go to Uganda with 10 new friends.
I can’t explain the kind of excitement and wonder that is bubbling up inside me as I listen to the chatter of Facebook friends turned real-life ones.
But before my attention turns toward the beautiful people of Uganda, I first must tell you about Marcia. Continue reading