January 2012
4 posts
Difference of perspective
Today I met this girl from Zimbabwe. After she told me that you can find elephants crossing the road 10 mins away from her family’s estate, I wanted to know all about her life. She told me how her family moved to Cape Town to escape the troubles of living under the new regime—the government was taking property from the old upper class. But their property wasn’t taken anyway...
Thought game
Is there anything you would want to know about Cape Town? Like, how it’s different from the US? I’d be interested in thinking about it while I’m here, and you might be interested in an answer.
Jail Time
Every Friday at three o’clock, I go to jail. To tutor, that is, as one of a group of Hopkins students that goes to the Baltimore City Detention Center to work with male juvenile inmates. One of the few things more messed up than these guys’ lives is the administration of the jail. On the first day we went in to tutor this semester, we waited at the security entrance for more than half...
December 2011
1 post
Observations
This is an essay I wrote for my class in my writing class. The prompt was to write about a scene you observed that captures the essence of a neighborhood. In the case of this story, the neighborhood is one near the Johns Hopkins campus in Baltimore. The neighborhood, called Hampden, is known for its unconventionality.
A girl walking by herself down the street, her hair bouncing in long blond...