Have you ever arrived somewhere with a clear plan, only to have it completely rewritten by love, laughter, and singing elders? That was my story during my first...
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When I first arrived in Belbur for my community-based training as part of my CorpsAfrica volunteership training program, I felt like I was stepping into another world. For...
When I first arrived in my community as a CorpsAfrica/Malawi Volunteer, I carried with me an invisible backpack full of expectations, ideas about what I would do, lessons...
When I arrived in the district where I was deployed as a CorpsAfrica volunteer, I came with excitement, curiosity, and a strong desire to serve. I was ready...
When I first got deployed, I was filled with a mix of excitement, nervousness, and curiosity. I didn’t know exactly what to expect, but I knew I wanted...
When I first arrived in Gamo Doko Losha, I carried a quiet fear with me. I didn’t know if I would be accepted, if I could communicate, or...
At first glance, the photo looks calm and joyful. Two women are smiling, surrounded by green banana trees, holding freshly harvested crops. Everything appears peaceful. What the photo...
I had spent hours—maybe days—rehearsing my speech. Sticky notes everywhere. Imagining the perfect Wolof accent. That morning, my friend Maty Mbaye BA called. Her voice full of patience...
CorpsAfrica came into my life at a point where I had decided that I wanted to use my story to help shape the next generation, but I did...
Before joining CorpsAfrica, I used to believe it took months, sometimes even years, to feel comfortable in a new environment. Many of my friends felt the same way....
