one of my favorite parts of living in a shared house is the family dinners. it all started on our first week in Nairobi. who said beer and popcorn can't be dinner? when you don't feel like going out, there's always buddies who will cook and eat with you. and when you don't feel like … Continue reading family dinners →

this is my grandma. my dad's mom. my 할머니. she lived a long life before I was born and lived a long life after I was born. she did things and thought things and loved things I will never know. when I was a kid I heard that a grandmother's greatest love is for her … Continue reading my grandma →

work has been a lot of fun and I've been getting some challenging projects but it's still not exactly the kind of work that I'm super passionate about. I was really missing working more directly with climate change and environmental justice issues a couple of weeks ago so I started to email some organizations asking … Continue reading I took myself on a field trip to the University of Nairobi →

I was talking to this awesome human being this week and had the idea of writing a post about how things get shittier the more things we try to do. You see, I really want to use this blog to build my narrative skills and produce cohesive little packets of Angela thoughts. But more often … Continue reading do things really get shittier the more things you try to do? →

Today was our first Swahili lesson! Meet the class. Our mwalimu (teacher) is Jack. I first met Jack as my Taxify driver. On our short ride from Parklands to Gigiri (15 minutes), we talked about politics in Kenya and the different forms of Swahili. I really liked the way he talked about things and asked if he would … Continue reading kiswahili lesson time 1 →

here are some of the things my 9-year old students have said to me.

Welcome to Searching for Identities. I am constantly in search for my own. If you've lost yours as well, hopefully we can find them together.