I took this photo at the completion of English Language Summer Camp at School #2 in Gurjaani, Georgia. We had just learned to play "English verb ball."
As a Peace Corps volunteer, I took part in the annual Somlyo pilgrimage. "Ave Maria" echoed through the high mountain valley as it has every Pentecost for 440 years. Horsemen in wool Hussars uniforms, cardinals in jewel-tone robes and peasant...
Peace Corps volunteer Ferris Badge and I took on an additional project of teaching preschool. My primary assignment was in the high school, and Ferris worked with an eco-club. With our most advanced class, we ended every session singing the Barney...
The four Peace Corps volunteers in my little Romanian mountain town of Balan teamed up for a middle school English club, "English Friendship Club," as named by the students. We hosted weekly meetings and a once-a-month themed party. In February,...
In August 2007, a group of Peace Corps Volunteers across Romania converged on Sovata, Ro., in Transylvania for a week-long journalism camp. Here Volunteer Matt Zdon helps students prepare articles for the camp newspaper.
This picture was taken on "Mariamoba" the Feast of St. Mary in August 2004. Peace Corps Georgia volunteers attended this festival and hiked up the mountain to visit the pilgrimage church with Georgian friends.
I took this picture on a visit to Mt. Kazbegi with other Peace Corps Volunteers. August is the feast of St. Mary and there is a large pilgrimage church there. We hiked up a mountain to the church with Georgian friends and took this picture in...
Taken a few days before I was to finish training and swear-in as a volunteer in Morocco. My first host mother Malika was everything I needed her to be being so far from home. Here we are in the kitchen as we are cooking dinner and having girl talk...
I took this during a visit to the village home of one of my Georgian friends. His family was making "churchkhela" - a candy made by boiling grape juice and flower and coating strings of walnuts. It's delicious and making it is always a family...
This was near Balan, Romania. My host mother was dropping me off in the county seat so I could catch a train to the capital at the end of my service. She gave me about 200 kisses as she cried and said goodbye. She was a woman with great love in her...
Balan, Romania: At a ceremony for the dead in the spring of 2008, one of my preschoolers came up to me to show off his English. He was a stellar student, besides being sweet and one of the very few preschoolers who could answer "How are you" with...
This is a photo taken in Fall 2009 of our Ukrainian host parents with three volunteers whom they hosted during training. Our host mother, Lyuda, invested many hours and late nights teaching us Ukrainian and Russian, and our host father, Misha,...
This is Saya, the woman I considered "mother" in Niger, West Africa. Although I did not live with Saya and her family, she treated me as part of her family. This picture was taken in October 2006 during the fete de Ramadan. Saya is a beautiful...