EverydayPeople

Andrew

Sun, 29 Aug 2010 15:14:47 -0400

He loves to make fun of the loser of game: Me (July 13, 2010; Costa Rica)

We first met on my first morning work. Our task? To build a bench out of the driftwood we find along the beach, make sure it fits two people. That was a kick in the pants.. later on the week, another group had to make another bench, because ours was ‘too small’

ANYWAYS we got closer near the end of his trip, and we tag-teamed and ended up being werewolves when we played Werewolf. We taught him Jungle Speed, and quickly learned he was better at me.. he took that to his advantage. and teases me to this day.

Even though he’s back home in England, we can still carry a conversation about the possible combinations including peanut butter and oreos and what not.

I’ll see you at your welcoming party in Quebec.
There’ll be jungle speed and name calling

Kathmella

Sat, 28 Aug 2010 15:14:45 -0400

Diving For Fish Food (September 6, 2008)

I could say read our wall-to-walls, but i’m sure you wouldn’t understand a thing we’re talking about.

Our Supernatural discussions, playing speed on the floor in english class, intense note passing in cluff’s class, and metric singing memories will NEVER ever be forgotten.

Even though you’re a bus or train ride away.. you’re still and will always be one of my closest friends.

RHONDA PLANT

BMark

Fri, 27 Aug 2010 15:13:44 -0400

What`s the meaning of BMark?
Not sure.. but i think it’s my rapping name.

Iguana. (July 12, 2010; Costa Rica)

When there was nothing to do on a rainy day (besides making sandcastles), you would not expect how much fun you would have with a deck of cards and a table full of people including a guy named BMark.

From killing crabs; to burying dead cats; to making up your own (never losing) solitaire game; to hammocking; to drinking milkshakes; to taking pictures of sunests; to tracking down torrential downpours; to claiming jungle speed; to eating twinkie wanna-be’s; ALL THE WAY to being there when you needed to talk.

Thats how amazing Bmark was in a list… of course the list goes on

Grr you`re the Hulk

Craig Kielburger

Thu, 26 Aug 2010 15:12:44 -0400

Does he really need a description? (October 15, 2009; Toronto)

Come on! It’s Craig. Kielburger.

“We talked for TWO whole hours, gave money to a homeless man, and we skipped away”

Mariele

Fri, 20 Aug 2010 20:11:00 -0400

When in need to hammock, call Mariele (July 12, 2010; Costa Rica)

OH my german friend!! I first met her on a log in costa rica after she got off the phone, and when she introduced her name, i called her Maria. I quickly found out the real pronunciation (MAH-REE-LE) but more german-y.

We hammocked, we played slam, we made leaf faces, and she taught me some german words.

When i left the placement at 6:45AM, while everyone was asleep, she got up to say ‘bye’. she was also the one who made me cry. we’ve only known each other for 8 days.. and i missed her the most.

Mariele, your gold and blue couch is waiting for you in toronto.

WHATEVER: interaction with a stranger - jenn, this is for you!!

Thu, 17 Jun 2010 13:24:25 -0400

WHATEVER: interaction with a stranger - jenn, this is for you!!:

SO Bloor subway station nine o’clock. Subway’s delayed. The busker guy is playing a Michael Jackson song on his guitar and I go and stand by him and watch, cuz he’s good. He’s wearing sunglasses, but smiles at me. and the subways taking forever so i just stand there and watch him play a couple…

My Second Grandma (March 10, 2009; India) It was one of those...

Fri, 11 Jun 2010 20:47:00 -0400

My Second Grandma (March 10, 2009; India)

It was one of those “You had to be there” moments

Just: Thank You.

Michael from Bell

Wed, 09 Jun 2010 00:14:13 -0400

bring bring
me: hello?
michael: hi! my name is michael, and im from bell *he's talking but the phone is stat-icy so i can't understand him* is hermie barrientos home?
me: ughh nope.
michael: thats fine, is there a time where she is available?
me: yes, by 8 o'clock maybe?
michael: well, we'll be closed at that time, but I can talk to you yeah? and you are over eighteen right?
me: no... but i just turned 17 this past monday!
michael: oh well happy belated birthday!
me: oh thank you!
michael: well you have a nice day now, thank you for your time
me: no thank you! bye!
michael: bye!

LEGIT conversation.
love having random conversations with random people from bell

Karimun (Karimoon)

Tue, 08 Jun 2010 20:29:00 -0400

One Simple drawing (March 13, 2009; India)

On the second last day in Kolkata, I was watching the students run around in their blue and white uniform, and a girl sitting down against the wall caught my eye. I noticed she was drawing flowers in her notebook. I asked her if she like to draw, and if she can draw something on my hand. She did, and I knew a bond was created. After the performance at the end of the day, she found myself crying, and she told me not to, and that everything will be alright.

The next morning, I couldn’t say goodbye to her, so the last thing I said was “I got your back, see you later”

She showed me that its so easy to become one’s best friend in less than one day.

Vincente

Mon, 07 Jun 2010 20:52:48 -0400

There’s something about my grandfather

I don’t speak much Tagalog, he doesn’t speak much English. The only time we try to communicate is if he wants me to eat some mango’s with him or if I can turn on the tv so he can watch wrestling or boxing

Because he asks me simple favors, I appreciate laughing at him when he doesn’t know how to switch the channel

Varsha

Mon, 07 Jun 2010 18:09:52 -0400

Probably one of the wisest woman I have ever met. (March 16, 2009)

If you ask her something, she pretty much responds by reciting the encyclopedia. it’s awesome. Ehe knows the history, the culture, the plants, the best bakery around and everyone in town. She pretty much serenades you and boggles you with all this information, it’s a bit overwhelming.

Thanks for showing me to appreciate every little thing in life

Officer Smirley

Sun, 06 Jun 2010 12:59:00 -0400

Deputy Smirley Of Knoxville (May 28, 2010; Tennessee)

Upon waiting for the elevator to reach the forth floor of the Convention center, I see an police man standing behind the group of students. Curious, I turn around and ask him how he’s doing. One simple question eventually leads us all surrounding his cop car handing out little badges, and showing us his tazer gun.

Enjoy your pizza with your buds!

“Does anyone call you Officer Smiley?”
“Only when they’re drunk”

The Lady hidden behind the trees, Panighatta, India (March 19,...

Sun, 06 Jun 2010 01:56:28 -0400

The Lady hidden behind the trees, Panighatta, India (March 19, 2009)

One day we went out to where most of the tea plantation workers lived. We were to interview them asking them how they’re living conditions are. Some of the questions include: What is your name? Do you have mosquito netting around your bed? etc

What makes this Lady different is when answering the simple questions, one was unanswerable.

“How old are you?”
“I don’t know”

With what we gathered, she was married at the age of 19. Had children at 30, and are, at the time, 35. With the help of my chem teacher, he easily told her she was 65.

Thank you for showing me the littlest thing can bring a big smile to someones face.

Darien

Sat, 05 Jun 2010 21:51:00 -0400

Meet Darien from Alabama (May 29, 2010; Tennessee)

On the last day of the trip, I saw a familiar face waiting with his school in the lobby. “Hey!” we both say at the same time. After talking about going home, I ask him for one last picture. He then tells me we should take many pictures but do different actions each time. this is picture one out of fifteen.

Darien is one cool cat, he makes me look forward to taking random photo shoots with people

Christopher Good

Sat, 05 Jun 2010 15:11:00 -0400

The Flaming Ginge in the middle (May 27, 2010; Tennessee)

Upon waiting for the elevator to reach ‘L’ fellow friends from Missouri joined us on the elevator. As soon as the doors closed, the two immediately started to dance, jump and sing creating little nerves in me, but had the instinct to join them. When we reached ‘L’ they told me that what we did was called the ‘Ravavator’

Ecstatic, I run into my classmates telling them what had happened. suddenly, a tall casual guy with an orange shirt approached me and asked me why I was screaming about a ‘Ravavator’ He then told me he was the creator of the Ravavator. What did we do next? traveled up to the tenth floor and started a rave on the elevator all the way down to ‘L’

Thank you Chris for making my Saturday night, and rides on the elevator THAT much better

EverydayPeople

Sat, 05 Jun 2010 14:42:00 -0400

This blog is entirely for those who I’ve met in my life.

I feel like they need a little shoutout, because they’re that awesome. These people can pretty much be anybody out there. Maybe we can prove that this planet is one small world. If there is a chance you might know them, don’t be afraid to reply back or message back.

I think the way that I am now, is because of the people I’ve met.
because we are all EverydayPeople