Category Archives: People
Bag-O-Bananas
The first word I learned in Amharic was “Mooz” which in English is “Banana.” At the time I learned this word, I was teaching English to adults in an evening program at the Rondo Public Library in St. Paul, Minnesota.
Bag-O-Bananas
The first word I learned in Amharic was “Mooz” which in English is “Banana.” At the time I learned this word, I was teaching English to adults in an evening program at the Rondo Public Library in St. Paul, Minnesota.
What Happened? (2012)
What can be gained by reflecting on the past year? Is reflecting on the past year a worthwhile endeavor? Let’s say it is worthwhile to reflect and share some ideas. Towards that
What Happened? (2012)
What can be gained by reflecting on the past year? Is reflecting on the past year a worthwhile endeavor? Let’s say it is worthwhile to reflect and share some ideas. Towards that
Prime Minister Meles Zenawi is Dead
9 am: This morning when we awoke, after a mostly sleepless night (thanks to jetlag), Addis Abeba was beautiful ~ Unusually calm. The sun was shining in the middle of the rainy season. Traffic was slow, stores opened late.
Prime Minister Meles Zenawi is Dead
9 am: This morning when we awoke, after a mostly sleepless night (thanks to jetlag), Addis Abeba was beautiful ~ Unusually calm. The sun was shining in the middle of the rainy season. Traffic was slow, stores opened late.
Amazement Awaits
Dedicated to D. Jeannine Miller At the close of the 2012 Olympics, I find myself in Iowa. Peace Corps flew my husband and I home for his mother’s funeral. By the time we arrived, her body had been
Amazement Awaits
Dedicated to D. Jeannine Miller At the close of the 2012 Olympics, I find myself in Iowa. Peace Corps flew my husband and I home for his mother’s funeral. By the time we arrived, her body had been
Inside Out ~ Portrait Project
Last month, I participated in a collaborate public art project focused on portraits of individuals. People who agreed to be photographed were asked to depict their “inner spirit” or “an aspect of their personality.” Photo sessions were held in Sagure,
Inside Out ~ Portrait Project
Last month, I participated in a collaborate public art project focused on portraits of individuals. People who agreed to be photographed were asked to depict their “inner spirit” or “an aspect of their personality.” Photo sessions were held in Sagure,
“My Short Story”
Madab has a long nose. She lives in Africa and she is a very beautiful girl. One day Madab went to Addis Abeba. Perhaps she saw a nice building that was a hotel. Madab entered that hotel and sat
“My Short Story”
Madab has a long nose. She lives in Africa and she is a very beautiful girl. One day Madab went to Addis Abeba. Perhaps she saw a nice building that was a hotel. Madab entered that hotel and sat
Olympic Dreams: Town of Runners
During Peace Corps training, we lived in the highlands of Arsi region in the small town of Sagure. Just up the road from Sagure lies Bekoji, a town famous for producing great runners. While living in Sagure, we met
Olympic Dreams: Town of Runners
During Peace Corps training, we lived in the highlands of Arsi region in the small town of Sagure. Just up the road from Sagure lies Bekoji, a town famous for producing great runners. While living in Sagure, we met
Fasika and Free Press
Enjoyed a wonderful Fasika Holiday yesterday! Thanks to Dan and Mahii and Wude for inviting us to share in the Ethiopian traditional meal and coffee ceremony. Thanks to Susan Miller (Chad’s Sister) for sending us Salmon we could share. And
Fasika and Free Press
Enjoyed a wonderful Fasika Holiday yesterday! Thanks to Dan and Mahii and Wude for inviting us to share in the Ethiopian traditional meal and coffee ceremony. Thanks to Susan Miller (Chad’s Sister) for sending us Salmon we could share. And
Sunday PROGRAM @ Negus Tekla Haimanot Primary School ~
~~First of all: This post is dedicated to my father, for teaching me (along with my mother, of course) the love of books and learning. Happy Birthday, Dad! I love you~~ At 8:00 last Sunday morning, Chad and I walked
Sunday PROGRAM @ Negus Tekla Haimanot Primary School ~
~~First of all: This post is dedicated to my father, for teaching me (along with my mother, of course) the love of books and learning. Happy Birthday, Dad! I love you~~ At 8:00 last Sunday morning, Chad and I walked
Jebena Life 