Am I a Gringa?
Even when I do speak in accented Spanish, Hondurans often assume I’m from a Honduran afro-indigenous community.
Comfort Sampong’s heart is sparked by fried plantains, tropical foliage and the stories of women thriving and creating a way out of no way. She graduated in 2018 with majors in economics and international development. Now she lives in Tegucigalpa, Honduras, where she works on English communications for the Association for a More Just Society, a Honduran non-profit fighting for justice and peace.
Conversations with Taxi Drivers
“No, you need to take a right where the soups are. The soups on the boulevard. You know what I’m talking about, right? Because I’m not sure I know what I’m talking about.”
D is for Disarmament
I picked through the trash for the unraveled strands of yarn and carried them outside.
In Sickness and In Health
Who would catch me if I broke rank and fell into new, unknown ideas? Who would listen if I loosened my mouth and spoke?
Are the Kids Alright?
Imagine. Insist.
Why Movie Theaters Should Serve Fried Plantains at Black Panther
We need something to comfort us after the emotional fireworks of seeing Miguel reconnect with his ancestors in a flurry of orange marigolds.
A Girls’ Trip is Not a Luxury
I gain a quiet confidence because I know our advances and our pains belong to each other.
Sankofa: The Power of Returning Home
To commemorate a time that holds both tragedy and rebirth, Ghana has declared 2019 the Year of Return.
Which Way to Freedom?
If your goal is to bring about change, the verdict on riots is not yet out.
Love from 37,000 Feet
I will battle against my own impatience and distrust as I remember that people are not exchangeable puzzle pieces.
