approach words with a scalpel

Jennifer Stella

November 20, 2017

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        South of the Equator, rains come in the morning. In terms of living in Africa, truly living, I've been in a very narrow band on either side of the Equator, but on the mirrored side from here (Mvangan), my favorite thing was the sound of rain...

October 31, 2017

All views represented here are mine alone and do not represent Médecins Sans Frontières.

Democratic Republic of Congo

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"AFYA!"                     "KWA WOTE!"...

October 23, 2017

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Democratic Republic of Congo

There's one example I use whenever I talk about grief. How I came to understand grief in medicine. Grieving in Africa. Grieving when children die. And how people keep going.

It was 10 years ago. A Sunday, late morning. I was...

March 9, 2016

le 29 fevrier ->2 mars 2016

It’s been almost three years. And this is the first plane ticket I have personally paid for. Then again, it’s the first time going that I have a job. Then again, it’s the first time I’m going as a doctor. My (nascent) career trajectory ha...

January 10, 2015

Manier le stylo. Brandir l’épée. Arrêter les voitures.

J’y ai cru pour longtemps, pas seulement dans le vieil adage que « le stylo est plus puissant que l’épée. » Ecrivain et médecin,  un de mes plus grands espoirs et joies dans l’acquisition de mon doctorat était la fo...

January 10, 2015

Wielding pens. Waving swords. Stopping traffic.


March 28, 2013

le 27 mars 2013

I used to think of writing (or doing anything inside) by headlamp as spelunking. It was certainly more practical than my first year PCV strategy of candles and kerosene lamp propped on various books and papers—before I had a table—and sitting hunched ov...

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