Friends Who Disappear
I first met Marvyn Perez in 1988 when I was teaching English in Mexico. I was having dinner at the home of Guatemalan exiles, fellow instructors at the university in Puebla. Marvyn…
Read MoreI first met Marvyn Perez in 1988 when I was teaching English in Mexico. I was having dinner at the home of Guatemalan exiles, fellow instructors at the university in Puebla. Marvyn…
Read MoreI was sweating through my expensive school uniform in the intense Honduran heat that Tuesday afternoon. As I sat in the crowded classroom, I chatted with my classmates while the teacher was…
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Uruguayan writer Eduardo Galeano once wrote, “Many little people, in small places, doing little things, can change the world.” A few days ago, I called my friend and retired teacher Elena…
I was born and raised in Guatemala to South Korean parents. A simple desayuno típico chapín (Guatemalan breakfast which includes eggs, beans, plantains, tortillas and coffee) is my…
Read MoreI boarded the panga (a small boat used by fishermen), with the same apprehension that I felt about my arrival to Rio Quito, a tiny municipality on the banks of the rushing Atrato river in…
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