Gerrianne Pennings

1 story every 24 hours | 365 stories written by a 24-year-old



Day 365 – Here’s to the end

And then that moment arrives. My final day. Tomorrow I will turn 25. Tonight, I am throwing a small birthday party already since tomorrow is just another normal working day. Yesterday I already started reflecting a bit in my blog... Continue Reading →

Day 364 – Finishing chapter 1

I am finding it harder and harder to write. I guess because I know the end is so close. One more day. Since I didn’t really take any pictures today, I am scanning through my phone. Looking for an old... Continue Reading →

Day 357 – Maggie and maps

I woke up from the birds. Like a usual morning. It’s a little past 7. Slept an hour longer than usual. I am struggling to get out of bed. Turn around a couple times more in my squeaky sounding small... Continue Reading →

Day 356 – Colour my world

Protests in downtown Kampala yesterday. Tear gas. Police. Demonstrations. Political unrest is not uncommon in this part of the world. Yet I don't really notice. It could just as well be on the other side of the world. This city... Continue Reading →

Day 333 – About Domtuin reflections

Right before coming to Uganda, I lived in Utrecht again for a couple months. In a lovely house, with cats and plants and the 8-o'clock news. I had a really nice job in which I got to learn and experiment... Continue Reading →

Day 300 – Dependency

For a very long time, probably as long as I can remember, I have wanted to be independent. Do my own thing, preferably without any help. This blogging adventure started that way too. Somewhere I wanted to prove to myself... Continue Reading →

Day 291 – Place in this world

​Leave your native country, your relatives, and your father's family, and go to the land that I will show you...I will bless you... and you will be a blessing to others.  Genesis 12:1-2 I got a text today from a... Continue Reading →

Day 238 – 2 months

Monday morning. 27 March 2017. That’s when I hugged my close family and friends one more time. After a super long line through security, I got on a plane. Ready for a new adventure. I sort of had this idea... Continue Reading →

Day 106 – Bread of life

I baked my own bread today. Made that tomato soup as well, but the bread was a new experiment. I guess I would like to improve on the recipe, but for today this was a very satisfying winter meal. Bread is such a basic type of food. I grew up with bread twice a day. And soup with bread is a traditional Sunday meal. Simple, but strong.

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