Lion Tales

*Sitting in the living room of my homestay on the couch* Lolli(host dad): Koko (May I enter?) Me: Tsena! (Enter!) Lolli: Mogomotsi Me: Erra (yes dad?) Lolli: Mogomotsi I have brought a cow and you’re going to help me slaughter it Me: Alright better grab my red shirt.            During my time at Carroll College one of my biggest take a ways came not from my time in class, but rather the campus ministry I participated in. Service was at the heart of everything we did whether it was speaking to the incoming freshman or participating in local service projects. Everything led back toward serving the other in a direct capacity. With that being said, service is never easy. It’s a constant drain both emotionally, physically and you’re often placed into situations in which you don’t have the resources necessary. (Don’t worry we’ll get to the cow slaughtering in a bit.)            The best example I can think of was my Junior year of college in Circle K. We had partnered wi

These photos were taken one month ago as this journey was beginning. A month later and I still have no clue what's going on.

8/11/19 Many people have been asking what I’ve been doing while in Botswana and the further away I get from the start of my training the more difficult it is to answer that question. On the one hand I could just say. A LOT. In my mind that pretty much sums up the 2 weeks I’ve been here, but for the folks back home that’s about as helpful as setting up a mosquito net without any hangers (a story for another time). To try and understand the complexity of my brief time in the Peace Corps and the culture of Botswana, I want you to picture a city. If you picture Seattle you might think about the Sea Hawks, the Mariners, Pike Place Market and a thriving hipster community that doesn’t want any recognition. For me those are the superficial things you might see on the surface of a city. Go further now. Imagine memorizing every city street, corner and coffee shop in Seattle. Go even further. How do the people talk? How do they walk? What do people say to each other when they see a friend