Author Archives: Zags in Zambezi

I write you today in what may be my last writing ever as a Gonzaga Student.  In a fitting end to my collegiate writing career, I now write this in the wee hours of the night after a beer (in … Continue reading →

Hello loyal blog readers and followers! Since it’s been a while here’s a few updates for those following along at home: Although the flies and spiders are still a problem, we have ventured into the world of cockroaches. So, we … Continue reading →

  Hello sweet family, friends, and all those reading!             We are just over three weeks into our time in Zambia, many of us finally in a rhythm but still experiencing new surprises each day. We enjoy meals together, walk … Continue reading →

Early last semester I was in my advisor’s office, making us both feel uncomfortable with the number of tears I was attempting, but failing, to hold back with my sarcastic hand motions and notable “okayyy anyway”. I wept because I … Continue reading →

The sound of the water pounding the concrete reminds me of those rainy nights that used to help me fall asleep. I stand outside the convent shower and brace myself for the sting of regret that I anticipate feeling after … Continue reading →

            I left the convent walls for my daily walk along the dirt road to the market.  As I followed the tire tracks and Chaco prints on the ground, I realized I was close to … Continue reading →

“You can’t exist as a human being in isolation. It speaks about our interconnectedness. You can’t be human all by yourself” – Desmond Tutu As we are starting up our second week of classes here in Zambezi, we have been … Continue reading →

Piled on top of each other in the back of Father Yona’s pickup truck, Mama Katendi taught us a new word: Munone. Used in Luvali  to describe the feeling of butterflies in one’s stomach when driving over a bump in … Continue reading →

In the words of Nasir Jones, “I don’t know how to start this [thing],” so I’m just gonna type whatever comes to mind. First, a preface. To friends, future friends, family, and as a reminder to myself, the purpose of … Continue reading →