My Journal

Scarred and spiral bound; decorated with great purple mountains and a clouded sky; bearing a single word "Vision".
Within it, coded memories of a three week adventure half-way across the globe are enscribed.
It is difficult to relay in text the interior of this record-keeper, which is laced with numerous hand-drawn maps, notes to self, and unexplainable doodles. I hope this blog sufficiently retells my experiences there and conveys the missions of our project, but more importantly, the inspiration.

Thursday.Oct.25.2007 (Day 13)


Mr. Fielding and I went to Ebeye at noonish. They came back and we had a performance at 3:00pm at the school, Jacq didn’t go because she works for the government and she didn’t want to get in trouble. Performance went rather well. We asked them questions and gave them objectives and stuff. Two teachers and a student did take offense to our performance, though, and walked out during it. After performance we talked to a few Marshallese girls then we went home and Shelby told Jacq that she mentioned to some girls why she didn’t go. Jacq was a little upset but she played it off with a joke so that I wouldn’t feel bad.
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