Gerrianne Pennings

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Dag 239 – Heb het leven lief

Tijd is een bijzonder iets. Menselijk. Bedacht om grip te krijgen op de wereld om ons heen. Het is zondagavond. De hele dag loop ik al rond met deze blog in mijn hoofd. Woorden die zich langzaam vormen, herschikken, verdwijnen en weer... Continue Reading →

Dag 218 – Ik leef

Het voelt als heel lang geleden dat ik in het Nederlands schreef. Ik zocht even terug en herinner me dat ik schreef over contrast. Vorige week zondag was ik ergens op een Mount Kadam. De rest van de week in Amudat,... Continue Reading →

Dag 190 – Tijd om te zaaien

Tijd voor een nieuwe blog in het Nederlands. Ik moet er nog even aan wennen om in het Nederlands te schrijven, maar ik vind het fijn dat er nu meer mensen zijn die kunnen meelezen met mijn verhaal over leven... Continue Reading →

Day 187 to 189 – Week 2 in Uganda

2 weeks. It feels like so much longer. But it has only been 2 weeks. It's hard to grasp in a way that I just spend a week up north and that I am now back in what will be... Continue Reading →

Dag 183 – Eerste indrukken

(Disclaimer for non-Dutch followers, this blog might be disappointing. From now I am planning to write a Dutch blog on Sundays. Just to summarize my week and the blogs I have written before. Especially on fieldtrip weeks, I might not... Continue Reading →

Day 180 to 182 – Lemon tree

It’s weekend. A warm and peaceful Saturday. I wrote a blog post on Day 180, but somehow it disappeared in the draft stage. My head has been too full with all the thoughts and emotions to write something down. But... Continue Reading →

Day 175 – Surreal

It still feels surreal. It hasn't quite sunken in yet. I am leaving for East Africa soon. To a place where there is hunger. People are starving. To a place where there is war and never peace. People are on... Continue Reading →

Day 166 – About how I came to where I am

Yesterday I wrote about warm memories from watching an old episode of Little house on the Prairie. After another day of meetings to prepare for my job with ZOA Uganda. On the way home I was thinking about other memories of my childhood and how they relate to point I have reached today. I started up my laptop to write this blog about three hours ago, but in the mean time I watched the news filled with post-election analyses and talked with my family about all matters travel, family and politics.

Day 162 – Hopeful life update!

Today is the day. It's time to say it out loud. I am a little nervous about posting this blog. I keep browsing through old photo's that I took in Tanzania a couple years ago. East Africa. It's getting real again. Goodbyes are getting closer. Preparations more intense. I have been teasing readers of my blog a couple times already. I don't want to postpone the news any longer. It's time to share more about the adventure that is coming up with you all. In a couple weeks I am going to move to a new country for a year and start my working life as an aid worker. More specifically I am moving to Uganda to work as trainee Program Adviser for a year. A new phase, a new adventure and whole new life is waiting for me.

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