My Ukraine

My Ukraine

As my eyes travel around the room, I am both terrified and fascinated by the USSR propaganda lining every inch of the otherwise barren space. Each item feels like a jab in my side. “Miss,” the guide’s small voice calls me back to reality. I smile into her somber blue...
Feeling the Drums in Ghana

Feeling the Drums in Ghana

Dressed in traditional clothing for their ceremonial dances, students from all over western Ghana fill a dimly lit gym. While drummers create a beat, young women carrying woven baskets do a dance representing traditional family values. As the group finishes, the...