by Keely Kriho Four emotions, always in the same order, greet me every morning at 6 AM when I wake up to begin my day at Red Cross War Memorial Children’s Hospital. The first is panic in response to my … Read more

by Keely Kriho Sitting on dampened grass at almost 8,000 feet above sea level, I squinted into the gray foggy mass that seemed only inches from my face. From whatever angle I attempted, the gray remained impenetrable—I couldn’t make out … Read more

by Keely Kriho On my first morning in Arequipa, Peru, I awoke with a start to a little girl’s shrill voice speaking directly into my ear. “Como te llamas?” As my eyes adjusted and my vision cleared, Alejandra’s smiling face … Read more

by Keely Kriho We sat in a large circle, folding chairs haphazardly situated on a damp dirt floor, wet from the rain that had poured and sprinkled on and off for the past two days. The roof of the patio … Read more

by Keely Kriho “Buenas grazie!” This phrase accurately describes my experience learning Spanish thus far, i.e. using a little bit of Spanish, a little bit of Italian, and a lot of enthusiasm. Learning Spanish has presented its fair share of … Read more

Boarding the plane at O’Hare, it would be a blatant lie to say that the only emotion coursing through my veins was excitement. Of course I was excited–I could still remember getting the phone call telling me that I had … Read more