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Nostalgic

Nostalgia

Heading towards Mary’s house, Moshi, Tanzania

Last week I had a job interview and was asked to refer to a situation where I had been challenged by  cross-cultural communication. I started talking about my friend Mary from Tanzania and how much she had taught me, how knowing her taught me to be less judgemental of other people as I realised that you can never really know a person’s true situation and circumstances. I had come to Tanzania thinking I was there to help others but in the end I found it was people like Mary that helped me.

To my absolute mortification I started to tear up thinking about her. How much I missed her and how much she meant to me. It was a job interview! The interview panel of three were very kind and understanding but it really was completely inappropriate. I didn’t get the job and I wish it hadn’t happened but it might give you an indication of the nostalgia I feel when I look at this photo of Mary.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Nostalgic

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18 thoughts on “Nostalgic

  1. That is their big loss not being able to recognize and appreciate your empathy and sensibility… Thank you for sharing your wonderful story!

  2. “The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.”
    ― Elisabeth Kübler-Ross

    loved the post! Something good will come up.

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