Category Archives: Angola

Nurses in White Coats (…and I turned in my thesis)

My project on Angola entered its final phase last week when my partner and I submitted a copy of our thesis to our advisors at the Kennedy School!  The 60-page document, targeted towards policy-makers in Angola, makes a case for training

Nurses in White Coats (…and I turned in my thesis)

My project on Angola entered its final phase last week when my partner and I submitted a copy of our thesis to our advisors at the Kennedy School!  The 60-page document, targeted towards policy-makers in Angola, makes a case for training

Learning to take pictures using film…

…is an expensive venture. I recently just developed a role of Fuji BW400 and unfortunately something went wrong causing all my photos to look like they are from a newspaper printed in 1980.  One of my friends suggested this was

Learning to take pictures using film…

…is an expensive venture. I recently just developed a role of Fuji BW400 and unfortunately something went wrong causing all my photos to look like they are from a newspaper printed in 1980.  One of my friends suggested this was

A final thought on… food

I am startling to get settled now in Durban, South Africa where I will spend the next six weeks.  And while I will certainly return to discuss aspects of Angola and my brief time there, I will probably be writing

A final thought on… food

I am startling to get settled now in Durban, South Africa where I will spend the next six weeks.  And while I will certainly return to discuss aspects of Angola and my brief time there, I will probably be writing

The Surgeon Who Finished Sixth Grade (part 3)

For Paolo, already a nurse and de facto surgeon, continuing education does not mean an MPH or a PhD.  In recent years, he attended night school and last year he finally finished the 10th grade.  Of course, this is not

The Surgeon Who Finished Sixth Grade (part 3)

For Paolo, already a nurse and de facto surgeon, continuing education does not mean an MPH or a PhD.  In recent years, he attended night school and last year he finally finished the 10th grade.  Of course, this is not

The Surgeon Who Finished Sixth Grade (part 2)

Paolo is a tall mustachioed man who looks a score younger than his 52 years.  In his teens, the realities of the Angolan civil war and the fear of being agarrado (a not-so-nice version of being drafted) kept his family on the

The Surgeon Who Finished Sixth Grade (part 2)

Paolo is a tall mustachioed man who looks a score younger than his 52 years.  In his teens, the realities of the Angolan civil war and the fear of being agarrado (a not-so-nice version of being drafted) kept his family on the

The Surgeon Who Finished Sixth Grade (part 1)

Two days ago I met Paulo Manuel Mande.  I had the opportunity to watch him fix some fractures, wash out open wounds, and – together – we delivered two healthy baby girls (twins!) by cesarean section.  Working with Paolo was

The Surgeon Who Finished Sixth Grade (part 1)

Two days ago I met Paulo Manuel Mande.  I had the opportunity to watch him fix some fractures, wash out open wounds, and – together – we delivered two healthy baby girls (twins!) by cesarean section.  Working with Paolo was

Getting there is half the battle

I’ve been in Angola for almost a week now but I feel obliged to start at the beginning from when I left Boston. I had the pleasure of an exit row seat for the Boston to Amsterdam flight.  Not bad:

Getting there is half the battle

I’ve been in Angola for almost a week now but I feel obliged to start at the beginning from when I left Boston. I had the pleasure of an exit row seat for the Boston to Amsterdam flight.  Not bad: