If my travels abroad have taught me anything, it’s importance of trying the local language on for size.
I’ve found myself in Rwanda again, and I am so happy to be back.
I’ve spent the last 48 hours agonizing over how I could eloquently express the thrill of being back… https://t.co/7RAncSer6f
— Meagan Doll (@meagandoll) June 24, 2015
Professionally, I am continuing to follow-up on Save the Mothers work, though I agreed to complete a few communications projects for Kigali’s SOS Children’s Village over the course of my short, one-week stay.
I have never minded the hospital, perhaps because I frequented the sparkling tile floors, spotless white walls and stainless steel equipment more often than the average adolescent.
Ankle sprains. Stress fractures. Skin problems. Allergy shots. The list goes on.
But my experiences were generally comfortable.
Contrast this to Mukono Health Centre IV.
In addition to the handful of bylines you’ll see from me by the end of this internship, I’ve also been chasing interviews for longer-form projects at the request of Save the Mothers directors. These assignments will outlive my time here in Uganda, though, as you can imagine, grabbing an interview in person and on the ground is greatly preferred over trying to wrestle the time difference and technology barriers between the admins in Canada and the sources in Uganda.
And while these assignments are naturally less glamorous than those size 12 font, Times New Roman bylines, I’m finding they provide some of the best experience in international reporting.
In fact, my first interview of this nature was an extreme learning experience–the kind where just about everything goes wrong and by the end you can’t help but laugh and mumble, “Hey, at least I learned something.” Yeah, like that.
If you’ve been checking in on my Facebook or Instagram account, you may wonder if I’m possibly getting work done with all of the stellar things I am experiencing outside of the office.
Well, I have my first piece of evidence at the end of this post… But, first, let me show you my newest adventure!
Not only have I taken to trying many of Uganda’s most popular foods, but I’ve now been exposed to the making of them! Partially because I just want to update the blog and partially because it’s an easy, tasty food, this post will walk you through the chapati making experience here in Uganda. If you’re really interesting in making these tortilla-like snacks, check out a more serious pictorial, as this just highlights my most aesthetically appealing photography moments.
Couldn’t resist sharing some pictures I snapped of monkeys outside my building yesterday morning–a crazy unreal experience. Enjoy!
We’re coming up on one week since I left Minneapolis, and I think I can say that the jello is finally starting to set.
Well, it’s morning in Uganda. I’m writing quite informally to introduce my next few weeks of work, all of which will be presented in some way, shape or form on this blog.
In quick summary, I received funding from the UW-Madison School of Journalism and Mass Communication this spring to participate in a six-week communications/reporting internship in Uganda. My position, beginning Monday, is in partnership with Save the Mothers, an international NGO committed to improving the health of mothers and babies.
I have not yet been in Uganda for more than 48 hours, but, my, do I already have stories.
While much of the content I produce over the following weeks will not be about me at all, I will do my best to mix in some personal reflection and–more than likely–humor related to my daily life to accompany the serious issues I will be reporting on.
My first days abroad can be well described by the following: Tulips and pearls. And not literally, because I will confide that I had to track down a security guard late last night to remove a pesky bat from my room.
One might argue there is only one sure response to a humanitarian crisis that has now claimed nearly 1,750 lives since January: Do something. However, the Mediterranean Sea’s migrant crisis between North Africa and Europe has proved a harder case to crack, with only one sure answer appearing: There is no quick fix.