I once stayed a few months in a Tanzanian city called Mwanza. I’d spent most of a year trying to find ethical volunteer opportunities overseas. In the process, I’d learned that was a mostly-impossible task, at least for someone without relevant training/skills. That conclusion was one of the reasons I eventually pursued a master’s degree …
“Why is everyone standing there?” and “Could it really be worth the line?!” I overheard both these questions on a recent trip to Seattle. In both situations, I was feeling a bit like a sheep following its flock. The first question came from someone walking by a group that had lined up – with phone cameras …
With the women’s march coming up this weekend in Calgary, I thought it worth taking a minute to share about another type of march I recently learned about. On a recent visit to Buenos Aires, I became fascinated by the story of the Madres de Plaza de Mayo. In the late 1970s and early 80s, …
