My existence boils down traveling and storytelling.
I hope that isn’t too existential for some of my blog visitors. I’ve visited 35 countries across five continents at varying lengths of time and levels of comfort; produced five documentaries, most of which are under 20 minutes and two of which I filmed in Uganda; and I have an urge to work in international development settings in some sort of storytelling capacity.
That, I suppose, is where my Peace Corps service comes in.
Developing youth skills is pretty important to me. You can read more about my interest in youth development on my Assignment page. The most exposure I’ve had working with youth was teaching music to high school and college students in school- and community-based settings. My success in organizing curricula and developing programs on my own remains to be seen.
But that is what draws me to the Peace Corps and to Morocco in particular. I have never been – nor will I likely ever be – so independent in an unfamiliar place. (A 14 hour layover in Dubai is the closest I’ve come to Arab and Muslim culture.) My service in Morocco is bound to challenge me physically, mentally, and perhaps most of all emotionally.
I have a need to understand other cultures, to fight my own (mis)perceptions through firsthand experience. But that’s not enough. I share my overseas experiences with friends and family back home in the hopes that they can set aside their prejudices and ignorance. The world’s a confusing place, but every pinch of knowledge can make it better.
That’s why I joined the Peace Corps: to share a different way of life via Instagram, Snapchat (@mr143), and this blog.
If you want to push your perceptual boundaries, this blog is for you.
If you enjoy seeing other parts of the world from your own home, this blog is for you.
If you’re one of my friends or family members and feel obligated to check on me once in a while, this blog is definitely for you.