May 6, 2017 To complete my trilogy of blogs from American Samoa, I start with a slight unfortunate incident. In preparation for the final rehearsal on my final day, I implored the students to be timely, as we would have just

May 6, 2017 Within my first week in American Samoa, two separate moments came together in a lovely reminder of why I wander the pathways I do. Late one night, here in American Samoa, I watched Wheel of Fortune and the crowd

August 1, 2015 Locked in the passenger seat, driving about the back roads of Samoa, I wrestle with controlling time. I have no control, of course.  I am not driving nor am I deciding. I am along for the ride, during

July 29, 2015 On Saturday last, the teens of Youth to Youth performed on a basketball court at the Rita end of Majuro.  I wandered about the gathered audience snapping pictures and watching as individual youth members both played and played

August 11, 2014 Boom. The class erupts.  Boom. The class erupts again. Boom, the class reverberates as the sound bounces from individual to individual, the reverberations feeding off and into each other.  What ignites this massive sound is a very simple

August 9, 2014 I am in the midst of day two of a course for classroom teachers in American Samoa through the University of Hawaii.  Day two for me, but the beginning of the third week for the teachers. Yes, you