Sitting down to write this blog, I’m almost relieved. I finally have an opportunity to escape from my worst enemy – Adobe Premiere Pro. I woke up today feeling a
Unfortunately, I’m writing this sick in bed, questioning where I got whatever seems to be afflicting Ben, Emma and I, but on the bright side, I’ve had a little extra
Today we visited the official visitor centre for the Cradle of Humankind: Maropeng. Our excursion kicked off with high anticipation and tension as Elon and Selihom boarded the bus with
If you know one thing about me it’s that I love food. If you don’t know me, let me be the first to tell you that I love food. I
Being in South Africa has been a wonderful experience. Ignoring that I have gotten to know people from Yale that I wouldn’t have known otherwise, being in South Africa has
I babysit a young 10-year-old girl back home. Ella is completely enamored with the concept of lions, big cats, and the safari. Upon telling her about this trip, she gave
It is kind of ironic how all of our trips to museums and other commemorative locations in Johannesburg as a group of college students have been accompanied by children on
As I walked to the exit of OR Tambo airport, I felt a surge of anxiety. What would the next 6 weeks be like? After 30 hours of traveling, my
3…2…1. My stomach churned as I readied my equipment and prepared to enter the arena. I scurried around the space, familiarizing myself with the topography of the dark venue with
You’re grounded. One of the most deadly phrases I heard as a child. In two words, my day could be completely ruined. All the excitement around meeting friends, playing outside,
I’m embarrassed to admit that I’ve always rushed through museums. But in the past few days, I immediately noticed how everyone in our group intentionally explored the museums we visited.
Law is purely an instrument; the higher objective is love. Learning about the interconnectedness of creativity and justice within the South African legal system inspired and invigorated me. On Thursday,
A boy was shot and killed. Fact. But when a time, place, name and face are put to a particular situation, a fact becomes diluted. I’ve found that it is
