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Archive: December 2013

Jacquie Day - Blog Post 5: Living and Learning and Returning Home

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It’s different writing about India from back home in Victoria. The two feel hard to compare. The weather alone makes it feel like a different world. I thought perhaps nostalgia may have set in by now, but forgettably, coming home makes home seem so comfortable and familiar. I know India taught me so much, that I can’t possibly recall it all now. Much of it will set in one moment at a time. Home in a way is relieving. One thing I had missed most, was the anonymity I grew to enjoy. I am no longer a visibly different person in a culture outside my own.

Natalia Yang - Blog 3: A Researcher in Maniganj

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I woke up at 6:30 am to the sound of my team member doing her morning prayer. My other team member was combing her hair while looking out at the rising sun. I slump back into my pillow and pull the blanket over my face. It was another day of field research.

Marguerite Heyns - Podcast 4: Women in Bangladesh: Slut Shaming and Patriarchy in Cyberspace

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While I was in Bangladesh I met a few absolutely incredible women. They were involved in diverse fields, all bound by feminism and resistance. I was inspired and in awe of all of them and decided I wanted to share their experiences and work. Subsequently I’ve put together a short podcast series documenting these women and their impact through interviews.

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Elena Lopez - Blog 3: Take Care

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Forgive me for dusting off an overused saying, but time flies. I’m now in the final month of my six-month internship in the Philippines, but it seems like only yesterday I was taking my first steps in NAIA’s Terminal 1 as a fresh-faced foreigner. My first impression of Manila is still vivid in my mind: a grimy, run-down airport; the noisy masses of humanity; the wall of hot, humid air that slams into you the moment you step outside. I remember standing lost, exhausted, clutching an enormous suitcase, wondering what on earth I had gotten myself into.

Christine Galipeau - Blog Post 4: It’s Closing Time

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I did things today that I would never do in Canada. At the market, I bought a Salwar Kameez for a child domestic worker in my building. After finding a great deal for the Salwar Kameez, I bought some freshly picked local olives and headed back home. Walking around in Dhaka in late November is like walking through dust clouds; there hasn’t been rainfall for weeks now. When I arrived home, I washed the desert off my feet, giving them the usual rigorous scrub. After that, I made some masala tea prepared no less with tea from the Sreemangal estates, condensed milk, and spices.