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I am not sure why I have been so blessed. It was not by my own effort that I was born in the U.S. - the land of abundance. And sti...
It was clucking and pecking, flapping and squacking. Feathers were everywhere. And there I sat in the second row of the ...
High School. The word itself floods your mind with memories… of friends, cafeteria food, dances, bus rides, fashion statements, homewo...
My dear friends (most of whom are braving a frozen February), Blessings from the hotter half of the world! I met a beautiful woman t...
The sun is hot, the mangos are ripe, and the mosquitoes are hungry - it's summertime in Swaziland. As I begin my days, I adorn myself with flip flop...
For those of you interested in sending mail my way, here's the address where I can be reached: Katie Movic c/o Julie Anderson PO Box 5526 ...
I really like free socks and tiny movies. . . Luckily for me, I had access to both of these for 16 wonderful hours aboard South African Airways fligh...
Dear friends, My time in the U.S. has flown by, and I have plans to return to Swaziland, Africa this Monday, January 14. My time here w...
With only one week remaining before returning home for some Christmas festivities, my team (the Swaziland team) has been spending time with the Kenya ...
I dropped my toothbrush. face down. on goat poop.Although many of you may have a difficult time imagining the likelihood of this occurance...
