Of Single Stories: or, why I choose to live in places like Ecuador and Mozambique

I hated reading as a child. My parents, both English teachers, did their best to coax me into a reading habit. They were people who, when my six-year-old self came downstairs in the mornings on the weekend suggesting we watch TV or play a game, told me to grab a book and join everyone under…

Indigenous Cultures in Latin America and the Myth of the “Extinct Indian”
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Indigenous Cultures in Latin America and the Myth of the “Extinct Indian”

Sometimes I forget I’m in Ecuador. Most days are pretty standard. I eat oatmeal for breakfast, just like I did back in the States. I still drink coffee twice a day (but it’s instant. I have come to accept this sadness.) I go to school every day just like I did back in Berkeley, though…