Tuesday, December 27, 2011


      Morning light shines through the dingy windows as Jamie Norwood, 14, of Louisville Ky., rolls out of the bed that she shares with her mother. So as not to wake her mother, she quietly pulls her honey colored hair back with a pink headband while tugging her sweatshirt self-consciously over her rounded stomach. She selects her favorite pair of pink Tinkerbell sweatpants and runs out the door to catch the bus, a pop tart clutched in one hand and prenatal vitamins in the other. Jamie’s adolescent body is blossoming prematurely into womanhood as the growing shape of Ethan Allen Norwood creates quite a splash in her middle school classroom. Lunchroom conversations now consist of the adult topics of stretch marks, due dates, and prenatal checkups. Every once in a while Jamie will show off her ever-expanding milky smooth stomach to her friends as the baby grows one-half pound a week. Jamie will love her baby even if she did not choose him. She is a 14 year-old girl who over the next few months will make the journey from middle school to motherhood. 


       “Nobody talked to me about nothing, about sex,” said Jamie. “I don’t know if it would of changed anything if I had known how to protect myself, I guess if I had known I would have probably used them.” Each year nearly one million teenagers in the U.S., of all 15-19 year old females, become pregnant costing themselves, their children and the community. Kentucky’s high teenage pregnancy rate reserved them a spot on the top 10 list of states with the most pregnant teens. Kentucky adolescent sexual health is startlingly bad as the teen birth rates are nearly 20 percent higher than the national average (49.2 per 1,000 young women ages 15-19 compared to 41.1 in the same age group). Teenage pregnancy rates made the news when they rose for the first time, reversing a 14 year decline. Many blame abstinence-only-until-marriage programs such as those in Kentucky, which is the most prevalent form of sex education in Kentucky as part of the problem. According to a report issued by the SIECUS, Kentucky uses some of the worst, fear-based abstinence-only-until-marriage curricula. 


       “Gone are the days of the fairy-tales where you marry a person and live happily ever after, it’s great, it looks good in the books, but it doesn’t exist anymore,” said Roselyn Anderson, 60, of Louisville Ky. Roselyn teaches at the Teenage Parent Program, a school dedicated to preventing teenage dropout by providing resources such as daycare and transportation to help young women continue their education even after getting pregnant or when they’re parenting. “You’re thinking eighth grader? Pregnant? Mother? What in the world,” said Roselyn. Teenage pregnancy is a complex issue and even more complicated by conflicting social attitudes and behavior. Talk of sex fills the airwaves and young girls are portrayed as sex objects and sex is used to sell everything from clothes to the news. “Families are changing, now we don’t have many two parent families, we have more single mothers and fathers rearing their children,” said Roselyn. Young girls imitate their mothers and pattern their social and personal lives in a similar manner. This leads to a repeating the same mistakes and life styles and present a perpetual cycle of single parent, impoverished households. “The reason why I say these girls are in transition is because they were little girls, little teenage girls when they came in, but now they’re going to be young mothers. Life is kinda pushing them ahead. They may not have much of a choice because of the young life inside them,” said Roselyn.

Monday, December 26, 2011


I'm turning 27 on the 27th! I even woke up to 27 messages in my inbox. What's the chance of that happening?! The stars only align like once in a lifetime and it requires some serious old age celebration (and a blog post;)! So it's a wild night in Bangkok with friends (one word: pingpong) on my Asian birthday and then hopping on an overnight bus that will deposit me happily on an island with beauutiful white sandy beaches and aqua blue oceans for some serious beach bumming time on my American birthday! (Yes, I totally extended my birthday to TWO whole days not one and I'm considering making it a whole birthday WEEK!)
So dear oldness, you better get ready because here I come! And I'm gonna do it in style! ;)

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Khmer Christmas


Earlier this week the children at the ODA orphanage (Orphaned & Disabled Arts organization) were each given $5 for Christmas and asked if they would like to use the money to buy themselves something special or to throw a big Christmas party for everyone. They choose a party and we were invited guests! When we were dropped off we were greeted by many smiling faces and a wreath of balloons and a scrawny Christmas tree that they had gone into the jungle to cut. The children were cutting pictures of Santa Clause and snowmen out of old wrapping paper to hang on the tree for decorations. This little girl, Sunshine, inspects the small pile of gifts under the tree. She was born with AIDS however her smile is bright enough to warm anyone's heart. She dressed up as a beautiful princess and we held hands while learning to dance Cambodian disco style in a circle following the steps of the older children in front.
This may have been an unconventional Christmas, however it is experiences like these that keep me traveling and dreaming of a better world.
Happy holidays everyone! xx

Sunday, December 18, 2011








And you were wondering why I've been spending so much time in the mountains with no shower, electricity or contact with the outside world?! One word: Coffee. :) Haha, liesss, but it IS a nice perk! In fact, the school children were being taught how to make complicated drinks like Mochas and lattes and guess who was the #1 taste tester?! That's right, be jealousy, VERY jealous! ;) But really what keeps drawing me back again and again are these beautiful people. Enjoy!

Monday, December 12, 2011

Mamma Mo


Earlier this week, I found myself on the back of a motorbike, backpack full of camera, audio and video gear, zoom-zooming up the side of a mountain on a road covered in carnivorous, man eating potholes. I like to fancy myself afraid of nothing, but faced with the very real possibility of tumbling off the back of the motorbike and then down down down the mountain, had me nearly peeing my pants.
At the top, I kissed the red dirt and said a thank you to whoever was watching out for me, then got to work. I hiked 6km to the village of a very special student and there I was welcomed into the remote and lovely Karen hill tribe village with open arms. The village leader greeted me and fed me ocean fish and beer (two incredible luxuries) and the village woman crowded into the room, fat babies bobbing on their hips and youthful faces lined with the sun of a hard life.
This beautiful lady in the photo, invited me into her house and stuffed me full of rice and veggies, telling me to "eat mok mok!" We communicated mostly with charades and hand signals and through which I learned that I was to sleep in her house, on the floor, with three other students to keep me safe. It ended up me and five other village kids all armed with their crumpled English books trying desperately to communicate. Neither of us could pronounce the others name so she asked for me to call her "Mo" for "mother" and she would call me "daughter" in Karen. She told me I must come back and stay a long time. Her generosity and kindness warmed my soul!
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