Eric de Barros
I know it’s been ages, for the obvious reasons that I’ve been back in The States, back in school, and my life has returned back to normal. However, new travel plans have definitely been floating around in my head all this time. I have so many places in mind, but I think the holidays have made it clear where I want to go most.
My family likes to open their presents on Christmas eve, as my eldest brother has three daughters whom we like to devote all our attention to on the day of (or this year, the day after). So my Christmas day was very low-key. I spent the majority of my day counting up the collections of change I’ve acquired over this last week of fundraising.
As I was counting the cash raised to built an education center in Atonsu, which is the passion project of my dear friend Rebecca, I couldn’t help but think of how much Monica will one day love learning to read there, of how quickly clever Junior will pick up computer skills, teaching Owura along the way so that they can be partners-in-crime, of how Portia and Brigid would love a little escape in a book, how Lordia and Tina will likely coerce a volunteer to read to them as they snuggles up to them, listening intently with all that love in their sweet eyes…
The idea of all those children in the town having that space and those resources makes me so elated. It has made me terribly sad to think that I may never see them again, and it’s made it very clear that I have to return one day to help out an any small way that I can.
What I’ve raised is chump change in comparison to what Rebecca will need to get this operation up and running, but thinking about how every little penny is going right to those adorable creatures warms my heart more than many will ever understand.
I’m still collecting whatever cash anyone wants to give here in the Portland area, but assuming you’re off somewhere else, you can just go ahead and donate directly to Rebecca’s Go Fund Me campaign. She’s nearly a third there.
Here is a picture of her and Tina:
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and Have a Wonderful New Year!
Noura K. A.
PS, a big flippin’ thank you to my brother Nasser for all his help with the street performing, holding signs, driving me around, dealing with my stressed self, and of course for that handsome smile he flashed at everyone who walked by us.
So I’ve raised $22.72 from half an hour of singing. There a couple of things I’d like to improve on for tomorrow, but I’m hoping to at least reach $50 by the end of tomorrow.
My siblings and I will be in the Hawthorne District around 4 pm, wearing festive clothes and caroling our hearts out for all you holiday shoppers out there.
And tomorrow, we’ll be around on the Waterfront.
Go vote for my project! or go donate at gofundme.com/30in30 directly if you want to.
Hello lovely friends <3 Ya’ll know how much I love Ghana and Miss Rebecca Kuntz for introducing me to it. I’m sure you’ve all read my statuses about her wonderful Education Center Project. Well, it’s happening, and she’s finally counting down the days to move there.
Forget Black Friday, send some of that money and love this girl’s way! I know I am. Please check her out, she’s dynamite.
Couldn’t decide on a recipe, so I just merged them into pizza form! Pesto Asparagus Pizza :)
I decided to get myself out of the house. I’ve been bummed ever since I found out my internship won’t be needing me for weeks, and I don’t start school until the 11th so I’m left stumped on what to do with all this spare time. There is only so much tv, food, and books can do to perk a person up.
I googled independent bookstores in Chicago and headed off to a place called Sandmeyers. It wasn’t so bad, the selection wasn’t too big, but that’s how independent bookstores are sometimes and I managed to waste about an hour or so in there. I picked up a book called “The Light Between Oceans” by M. L. Stedman. I also got a new journal, I left mine somewhere at my mom’s condo in Portland. Once I was done with that, I grabbed so thai food.
The second I left the restaurant is started POURING! I mean, I was absolutely soaked by the time I got to the train station, only to realize that my pass was expired and they had no card machines in sight. After standing around awkwardly for fifteen minutes (on my phone for most of it, trying to order a cab via Uber, which they were unable to supply) a woman gave me hers. Thank heavens, too, I was about to throw my phone at a wall out of frustration. After that, I couldn’t find the energy to get anything else done.
I’ll be spending the rest of my evening reading, probably take a sleeping pill around 9 so I can wake up at a normal hour to help some friends of mine move. I tried! but the universe decided today was not meant to be one of my best. May tomorrow be a bit brighter.
Hope everyone else’s day was better, and that you all have fantastic weekend plans,
Noura K. A.
I love how the Addams Family has ZERO slut-shaming. Like… honey you can dance naked and enslave someone with your womanly charms if you want to, I don’t fucking care, but so help me you’re going to get a college education first.
The Addamses are what every family should aspire to be like (you know; without the dismemberment and electric chairs as play time). Honestly, have you ever seen more unconditionally loving and supportive parents than Gomez and Morticia? And not just with the kids, but with each other. I think what’s especially unique about them is how open they are with everything. They don’t treat their children like children. They treat them like they treat everyone else; direct, and to the point.
I HAVE to reblog this…
so many shows about a family use a constant abrasion between the parents in order to bring the plot along. not the addams family, no. gomez and morticia were disgustingly in love to the point that gomez kissing up morticia’s arm to her neck is something that even people who haven’t seen the show will recognize. they have a marriage to strive for
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Turkey bacon wrapped shrimpI’ve been spending a lot of time at home, one gets creative with this much down time.
This is exactly how I feel when I talk to White people about race, racism, privilege, etc…It’s exhausting and confounding at the same damn time.
"Maybe black people aren’t interested in my job." …….::Flips the table and walks out::
First she says, “Why bring [race] up if its not a problem for you..” First of all, I honestly don’t believe that all white people are racist or prejudiced. I am not going to hate an entire race of people based off of the ignorant behavior that some possess. HOWEVER it is very apparent to me that everyone wants to try to pretend like a difference doesn’t exist in how minorities are treated vs. White people and it really is infuriating. You mean to tell me that you cannot see it or is it that you don’t want to see it?
The difference between what I look like on a regular basis and what I looked like most of the time while in Ghana. Oh, the magic of makeup, hair, and instagram filters…
Going to the dalles for our cousins wedding! :)
On the way to The Dalles.