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Next to the daily routine here I received a letter from my friend in Bolivia. Every day we find ourselves in situations were you don’t know what to do and just feel sad. In times like these we forget that…

After having been in Ethiopia in the spring of 2010 with Laura Kangur returning to Estonia I felt as if Estonians would have so much to share in Ethiopia that one lifetime wouldn’t be enough. I could only speak to…

I start my day in a small diner where Emmabeth always makes something with beans, peas, eggs, lentils, tomatoes, onions, potatoes or avocados. She enjoys cooking and it shows. Emmabeth is one of the few who miraculously runs a business…

I am with my morning coffee and a 0,07 euro stale lentil pasty in a sewer-side cafe. All of male population of Soddo relieves itself in this open sewer ditch without even turning their heads left or right. By the…

Two weeks of semester break ended on Friday. Home visits were planned for the break, to confirm the families’ economic situation. Visiting children’s homes is the only way to figure out who should receive lunch the next year. Each of…

On Monday and Tuesday I held an oral exam for the grades 3 to 6 of Campus 2 and all passed. I rejoiced because majority of the pupils had prepared well for the test. Of course there were kids who…

Having spent one Christmas and newyears at home I accidentally arrived in Ethiopia one day before the local ones started. If Estonians have one Christmas Eve and one proper meal in the evening, then here it goes on for two…

Home visit for one child took the whole afternoon. We started out on a taxi but when the road ended we still had some walking uphill to do. What awaited us, though expected, was still a bit startling to our…

This school year Oxnard Youth Academy’s second campus moved from the first campus to a distance of three kilometers. Both of the campuses are separately administered, which means that on the first campus one can study from 1st to the…

Days of the last school week have been devastating. A 29 year old young man across the street from our schoolhouse passed away from malaria. It was difficult to remain indifferent. Within two or three hours the street was bustling…