Dings and Satori

Third month away from home. Two months in Rwanda, 4th or 5th trip here. At times feels like a second home. We now know the rules of the road, how to barter, who to call when the need arises, where to buy the best bread, the cheapest and freshest vegetables, how long it will really…

Muzungu with a flat

Managing this project feels like standing under a hailstorm of confetti that you use to create a puzzle, an elaborate, multidimensional puzzle, each piece a critical part of the bigger picture. Each, a tiny detail that must be picked up, examined, discussed, assigned, and double checked to ensure that it is where it must be…

Mr. Moneybags

It’s 4am-ish and we’ve been up sharpening our pencils, reviewing the minutia of the upcoming day. When you run a project alone, you do everything; attendance, schlepping computers, chargers, cable (my god, the cables), sharpening pencils, charging computers, arranging to pay for tea and snacks, transporting teachers, getting money, which requires multiple trips to the…

Rain

Wednesday evening. We have had a great week. Everything is up and running, routines in place, teachers learning English, instructors teaching English and some newbies learning how to teach English. Feeling a modicum of satisfaction. Right now, it is raining ferociously. Hammering down. It’s like standing under a waterfall. We are on the second floor…

A hard day

Monday. A donor’s promised 10K just disappeared. In a flash it was gone and so were the expansions into the local community of Nyamata and for about 300 6thgrade kids in two schools. We have the mayor’s blessing and a venue. It was a go. Was a go. The kids need the English to get…

Handshakes all around

 The plan is to stay healthy, which is much easier said than done. Something as simple as not washing my hands after a meeting can mean eye and skin infections. It seems I touch my face often.  At meetings, hand shakes all around, in fact, all social interactions begin with a handshake. And every encounter…

Down the rabbit hole

November 25, 2018 Kigali, Rwanda. A 30-hour commute to Kigali-down the rabbit hole we went into that weird space between here and there. Hunkered down into our seats, reading, watching movies, occasionally returning to the reality that we, along with 300 others, were 38,000feet above Greenland or the Atlantic or Egypt. It’s boggling and somewhat…