I have never been a nomad. I am actually a homebody through and through. In general, I collect so much joy from being in a space I find comfortable, safe, and predictable. Yet, at the same time, since adulthood, I have never stayed in one place for too long. One job. One house. One city. … Continue reading The Case for Living in the House You’re Building
Pu= Uncle (What I usually call my host dad) Ming= Aunt (What I usually call my host mom) 1.21.19 Pu calls to me through my bedroom door. I am resting on the edge of the bed, stewing in a sickness that feels like it's been hibernating for months. “Jade, come here. Come see this,” he … Continue reading Snippets of Life With Pu and Ming
“Cher!” “Cher!” “Cher!” “Neak kru!” “Neak kru!” Tossing and turning in the January heat under my mosquito net, drifting off to sleep or some version of it, I hear the sounds of my students’ voices in my ears calling me by my new title. The voices seem to fall on my ears from every … Continue reading Becoming Cher // Teaching at a Teacher Training Center with a Local Counterpart
The first Christmas I have ever spent away from my family (My blood family, the ridiculously large American one) was both bizarre and monumental. Bizarre because my friends on social media posted pictures of ice, snow, and stocking caps (did I just say stocking caps? Who am I becoming?!) while I sweat profusely in the … Continue reading Arriving at Site as an Official Peace Corps Volunteer in Stung Treng Province, Cambodia
It had been approximately 10 minutes since a Language and Cultural Facilitator from the Peace Corps had dropped me off at my new host family’s house in Takeo province, Cambodia, helping me to pull my dusty luggage that was, unbeknownst to me, filled with sra-mouch (ants) already enjoying feasts of American goodies that were intended to be given … Continue reading PST: Pre-Service Training…More like Perpetual Sweat and Tears, amiright?