- Learning is a Treasure
- Life-saving heart surgery performed on Jalalabad toddler in memory of Afghan medical student
- Mustafa Ahmadzai Memorial Fund
- And once we were immigrants too
- 16-year-old Zahra Habibi’s speech at the Canadian Embassy of Afghanistan
- Waking up in Afghanistan
- The two faces of Wazir Akbar Khan Hill
- Culture shock: What’s all the fuss about shoes?
- Beneath the cloak of Kabul’s smog
- Sharing Jampa’s Story
- Flavors of Belize
- Travel That Feeds the Soul
- Blessed with Boys
- Celebrating Women – Celebrating Anita!
- Poetry From My Past
- When Mommy Was a Boy
- Such is Life With George…
- Sleepy Foot Syndrome! Are you kidding me??
- From Trash to Treasures
- Yer Not Da Boss A Me!
Author Archives: Kara
When I asked 18-year-old Freshta Ahmadi what her favorite quote was, she shared a Chinese proverb with me. “Learning is a treasure that will follow its owner everywhere.” The quote is a perfect reflection of who she is. If learning … Continue reading
A fundraiser was started in Canada and the U.S. to pay for life-saving heart surgery for two-year-old Mansoor in Afghanistan. It was initiated upon the tragic death of Afghan medical student, Mustafa Ahmadzai, who was studying in Toronto, Canada. Friends … Continue reading
Saving children’s lives – Mustafa’s lifelong dream Mustafa came to the US through the Youth Exchange & Study (YES) program in 2008 at the age of 15. I had the privilege of being his local coordinator and have worked with … Continue reading
*Dedicated to my father, Thomas Kessinger, and all our fathers before him and in celebration of his 80th birthday and the publishing of his autobiography, Growing Up, Growing Old. “The very essence of our nation is founded on the strength, courage, … Continue reading
Yesterday, on October 10th 2016, my friend, Zahra Habibi, gave a speech at the Canadian Embassy in Afghanistan. She has allowed me to post her speech and some photos in observance of International Day of the Girl. My name is … Continue reading
I awaken at dawn to the sound of the call to prayer as if the loudspeaker from the nearby mosque is mounted to my bedroom window. At first I am foggy-headed and then gain gradually increasing clarity of mind. The … Continue reading