Nails, Part II

I am in Haiti for the third time. Unlike the first two times, when I traveled here for work, this time I am here for pleasure. Though it’s possibly a…

Learning to Teach in Ghana, part 2

The Tuskegee International School, where I would be teaching for the duration of my stay, seemed to be barely a school at all. Surrounded by tall walls painted with murals…

Mothering

Christo jumps up into my arms and kisses my face, over and over and over and over. His big toothless smile and wide eyes are absolutely irresistible. You never see…