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Chateaubelair Rainbow
The view of the bayside from my Peace Corps home in Chateaubelair, St. Vincent and the Grenadines.
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Newlyweds in Richmond Vale
A couple hailing from Chateaubelair, St. Vincent return home for a "backyard" wedding in their hometown.
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Outside Ms Murrel's
This little girl was outside of Ms. Murrel's shop helping to sweep outside with a broom. Her mother smiles as the young child explores her curiousity of the foreigner with the camera.
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Finding Truth in Bakes and Cocoa
“When yah learn from yah eldahs yah learn de truth.” My host mother, Ms. Toney, imparted these words of wisdom to me during my first weeks in St. Vincent. We had been having a discussion about love, life, and the universal pursuit of happiness. I listened as she shared her stories of raising a family in Chateaubelair, her feelings about how Vincentian culture has evolved, and warnings about getting caught up in the local “comess,” or rumor mill. “If a lady nah know who de fadda of she b...
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Cotton Candy
Katea's first bite of cotton candy.
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The Girls
Robin hanging out with the girls in the village
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Apodi, Rio Gande do Norte
May 1976
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Love and Handwriting
There is not a word in English or Tetun, the ancient agricultural language of Timor, that describes how the Timorese teachers at out training feel about my handwriting. All of the teachers turn in evaluations or the rare assignment they use an exquisite cursive script. It looks like everything they write is an invitation to a wedding. And here’s me with a fetid, scurvy, mush of letters better suited to tearful break ups and serial killers. Horrified does not cover their distaste, la di...
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Knock Knock.
Today my Alim Cansio had a bunch of friends roughly our age over. They had two big containers of palm wine. Cansio killed a chicken and tossed onto the coals of a fire feathers and all. It cooked quickly and dried out. Soon we were breaking off delicious stringy meat and drinking. The day was too hot for drink and soon I was loopy. Cansio’s friends kept quizzing me about life in America. I scrolled through my foggy mind for something interesting and decided to explain knock knock jok...
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Learning to Weave
Two trainees help each other learn how to weave traditional baskets from palm leafs to strengthen their awareness of local knowledge and culture, as well as confidence in personal identity. This was a part of a training to prevent human trafficking and labor exploitation.
