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Written by Matthew E.
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Wednesday, 10 February 2010 10:26 |
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Judging from her height and stance, she looks no more than 10, yet experience tells me she’s at least 13. She sits across from me in the car as she guides us to her house down the dirt road. She motions to the right with her hand, but says left, I look at her puzzled, remind her quickly of the English words and she looks embarrassed and says left again with the motion and the word. We pull up to a small cement structure no bigger than my bedroom at home. Behind it stands a crude makeshift metal structure even smaller than the cinder block room in front. “Here,” she says and opens the door to let herself out.
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Written by Kate Cremisino
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Wednesday, 03 February 2010 02:00 |
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The bow of the ship was slippery from the spray of the sea and the rain that had just fallen. Everyone else was inside, down below, while my legs dangled over the front of the boat. I had never been sailing before—none of us had. As we serenely continued the remaining day of our sail, I watched the blurry line of white fog meet the grey-blue ocean on the horizon. It was the first calm day in a while and after endless days of seasickness, I was happy to be outside, staring into a vast nothingness. I was glad to no longer be staring down into a yellow plastic bucket.
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Written by Jules Tompkins
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Wednesday, 27 January 2010 00:00 |
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Last November, I went to an upscale grocery store in search of an apple.
By the end of my errand, however, I had submitted to what some would call ‘the lusts of the flesh’ and exited the store not only with an apple, but with two Snickers bars, a bag of Peanut M&M’s, and a bottle of Sprite in hand. These five items, I discovered a day later, cost me $206.37. “Rip-off!” you say? “How?” you ask? Welcome to Zimbabwe.
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Written by Hannah Lythe
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Wednesday, 06 January 2010 04:00 |
I never meant to fall in love when I went to South Africa last September. I left thinking I could make a difference in this world. I would be that difference. I find it amusing that despite our arrogance, the Lord will still use us and rip us apart to our core.
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Written by Christopher Shaver
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Wednesday, 30 December 2009 00:00 |
I never really considered my dreams to have much significance until recently. Although I’ve read about how God has given people divine revelations through their dreams, I honestly didn’t believe them.
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