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Parting thoughts from a Rwandan colleague

Read this on my Facebook this afternoon and thought it was beautiful…via Prudent Nsengiyumva, a friend from CMTS who is currently with the BBC in Rwanda: Do not think that well educated people are morally superior in any way to … Continue reading

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Being a mzungu

Originally posted on Finding Nyumbani:
I’ve never been a racial minority before. Now, I want to be clear that I’m using the word ‘minority’ with a small ‘m’ not a big one. I’m not at all suggesting that my experience…

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Topsy Turvy

Originally posted on Genna Buck:
View of Kigali City from my street. This is really a beautiful country. “Topsy turvy” is an example of a quaint Anglo-American expression that encapsulates perfectly how I feel, yet conveys exactly no information to…

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Muzungu moment

From a fellow Carleton journalism grad currently doing a Rwanda Initiative internship in Kigali. A nice prelude to an upcoming entry…. Muzungu moment. via Muzungu moment.

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Kigali: suite et fin

Kigali: suite et fin I took this trip almost exactly two months ago (Sept. 24), and wrote most of this post on the flight to Paris (Oct. 2). It’s been sitting in my notebook since then…enjoy! After the usual CouchSurfing … Continue reading

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Kigali Impressions II

Rwanda since the genocide has been one of the economic miracles of Africa, and the museum itself is a great example of this– a big, clean, modern museum with audioguides and descriptions on the walls in Kinyarwanda as well as … Continue reading

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Kigali Reflections

I’ve been waiting a month and a half to type this up… I get off the smelly, dank overland bus from Kigali and my first feeling is overwhelming loneliness. I’m standing there in a dusty, vast taxi park in God-knows-where, … Continue reading

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