Celebrating International Peace Corps Week

This week is international Peace Corps Week, and in honor of it I’d like to revive the blog I’ve neglected for the past few months by talking a bit about the people of Peace Corps who’ve changed my life and service for the better: my fellow group 6 Peace Corps volunteers. This blog will forever serve as an ode to those fellow Americans of mine who, like me, didn’t know what they were getting into but managed to overcome anyway. These people are near and dear to my heart, and it’s about time I told you a little about them. I’m not much of a poet, but I felt particularly inspired about this idea and I hope you enjoy it.

Fly Like a G6

It all started in the great town that some might know as Philly,

Where founding fathers once stood tall, now young people get silly,

For staging we all gathered here, though no stage was in sight,

Yes here began my great journey, yes here began the fright.

As I stood in my white-washed room, lost, dazed, without a clue,

A young man did enter right then, with red hair and eyes all blue.

He came from Colorado Springs but hated milk I learned,

And that began the awesome pair of Benji and Ato Burns

We went downstairs together then and joined a group of twenty,

Men and women, old and young, new friends we had a plenty.

First on our list to meet at once, two girls that were quite hot,

Both came from my own Texas state, one I knew, the other not,

The Swedish model I made known, was my good ole friend Ingers,

She had corn silk hair, moon white teeth, and really, soft white fingers,

Ms. Katheryn, we soon found out, was a truly Texas gal,

With her awesome smile and southern charm, I knew she’d be my pal.

We heard the boisterous laugh of the charmed young Breanna then,

Whose dazzling smile and lovely skin surprised all us young men.

Not quite to be outdone at all, came next the beauty Bridget,

Whose other earthly qualities, were her great smart and wit.

Our three ole grandpas then came next, with all their wisdom and age,

Dexter was from great California, he’s a chiropractic sage

Rashad ole boy, was a playa, North Carolina born and raised,

And our dear young Pappy Andrew had an old soul twice repaid.

Next on the list came side by side, two very special ladies,

I think of them, like all the rest, as two of my dear maties,

Nichole’s a doll whose done Peace Corps, Ethiopia makes twice

And Carla hails from the cold north, but really she’s quite nice.

Repeated names we searched for next, and Ryans we found galore

Though if they all, are this awesome, then we could use two more

Sir Ryan K. goes by google, all the facts he seems to know.

And Ryan P. looks Neeson-like, a fact he abhors so.

Kenya and Becca are too cool, they’re very awesome chicks

More awesomeness you couldn’t find, in two such good ole picks

Becca’s hoola hoopin skills are said to be crazy off the chain

And Kenya’s not to be trifled with, she’s got quite the amazing brain.

Orion and Theresa are our resident lovebirds

Such a loving pair you can not find, or describe in mortal words.

Frank is a pretty chill young guy, whose really quite quiet.

Though I hear if you get him going, he’s a hoot and a riot.

That leaves us with two warriors, who go by Jess and Wayne

These two have done feats of wonder, and never feel the pain.

Wayne’s hiked quite far, through hot and cold, along the whole Pacific coast.

And Jess does run, oh does she run, 20 miles a day she boasts.

These people are my family, through the thick and the thin.

I could never do a thing so hard, without this loving kin.

I appreciate them every day, in the highs and in the lows,

For G6 is the best group made, this fact everyone knows!

Love you group six! Congratulations on 9 months left and let’s do it big!