Follow my journey from the Dominican campo to an African village. Mules, mosquitos, and motorcycles, rivers and rowdy youth. Interesting food, intriguing cultural differences and the daily trials of an NGO worker. Feel free to post, giggle, and share with others. Live vicariously through my adventure, and of course share your thoughts. Happy reading!
Friday, July 17, 2009
Behind Bars
What does it say about the quality of life in a country when those that can afford to choose to carry out their lives behind bars? Literally. Those with resources fence in their front porches and windows with heavy duty re-bar, albeit decorative, to keep out things that go bump in the night. Schools always have at least a tall, locked gate, if not circular barbed wire atop 10 foot walls. We can't even dream of putting computers (which we received donated) into our library until we have bars across all the windows, and several layers of plywood nailed up to separate it from the neighboring classroom. Food for thought.
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