Monthly Archives: September 2005

Those damn kids

By theresa | Published: September 27, 2005
Here in Benin, it’s pretty common for kids to come up and chat with me. My bush taxi driver from training to here said it’s because white folks aren’t going to shoo them away like the Beninese do. We’ll say hello, ask them how they are, then ignore them or play with them. [...]
Posted in Life-as-I-knew-it, Peace Corps | 2 Comments

First day of work

By theresa | Published: September 26, 2005
So turns out, I’m making my work computer cry. Yes. Work Computer. I am updating my BLOG from my COMPUTER at WORK in BENIN. Life is so fucking sweet right now. Sort of. On Friday all we happy stagaires swore to defend the constitution and do our duty to the Peace [...]
Posted in Life-as-I-knew-it, Peace Corps | Leave a comment

My birthday was yesterday.

By theresa | Published: September 8, 2005
Pop-quiz, hot shots. You’re in a third world country. You miss American food. It’s your birthday. What does Theresa do? Throw a party and cook up a storm. As if there was any doubt. Seriously. You know you’ve made good friends when you promise free food, and when they show up, [...]
Posted in Peace Corps | 4 Comments

My birthday is in two days.

By theresa | Published: September 5, 2005
Lyle: We learned a word to describe you, today. Theresa: Really? What? Lyle: I forget, but I know it means “grouchy” in English. For all I bitch, I sure am going to miss everybody when we all split for out different posts. For those of you not lucky enough to be here in [...]
Posted in Peace Corps | Leave a comment

Day in the Life of

By theresa | Published: September 5, 2005
I’m neither homesick nor lonely (I’m exactly where I want to be right now), but nor do I want to spend the next twenty-five months in a world completely cut off from those I care about. I love getting emails from home. I love hearing about the small things that make life interesting [...]
Posted in Life-as-I-knew-it, Peace Corps | Leave a comment

Overwhelmed.

By theresa | Published: September 4, 2005
Dear Internet, Some of you have wondered why I don’t talk about the poverty here. That’s because it’s fucking painful. There’s no way to describe what it’s like to come over here as a white American, full of dreams and hopes of encouraging development for those less fortunate than myself, then to realize that [...]
Posted in Life-as-I-knew-it, Peace Corps | Leave a comment