I went home this summer, for the first time since I had left for college. Two years away from Kenya had changed me, and I had begun to feel out of touch with myself It was as if I had lost my identity. Read More
A century and some years later, in some ways we are at square one. This was one of the important lessons of my JYA experience. I already knew a great deal about England. Jamaica was a British colony and many of our mannerisms, laws, food and much of our development assistance comes from England. Read More
The Faculty of Color reception, which was held at the ALANA Center on Tuesday, September 30 was an amazing event filled with energy and excitement. Read More
I have not had the opportunity to attend that many weddings in my life. In fact, my attendance of these ceremonies has been extremely sporadic to say the least. I have vague memories of attending my uncles' weddings when I was little more than ten years old. Read More
She loves the night. She fits in then. All she wants is to be swallowed by it, to become one with the night, to be surrounded by the beautiful, ebony, darkness of it. Black. Black like her skin, with scattered stars that sparkle like diamonds just like her eyes used to before they stole the twinkle. Read More
Six weeks into my semester abroad in Cuba I was still searching for a way to explain my surroundings to family and friends back home. Given this incredible opportunity to study in a tropical island, the last vestige of communism in the Western hemisphere where most U.S. citizens are barred from entry, I felt a strong urge to describe my new environment to those who may never set foot in such a contradictory, anachronistic place. Read More