It's my personal soapbox, a place for me to express thoughts and feelings, musings and rants, reflections and recollections; to have fun with words -- about things spiritual, environmental, social, political, economic, and, from time to time, personal. And of course about peace. Soapboxes are in public places (as London's legendary Hyde Park) on purpose, and so I invite conversations with you, for it is through civil discourse that we can gain some perspective on the seeming chaos of these changing times and learn together how to shape a positive future for ourselves, our communities, and the generations to come.

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Meaning of Peace Corps

Meleia Egger (Peace Corps Volunteer in Malawi, 2007-2009) wrote this poem two years ago on the occasion of the 50th anniversary of the Peace Corps. It brought tears to my eyes and made me almost want to sign up again – almost. Here’s what she says about it:
I wrote this poem in summer of 2011 in honor of the 50th Anniversary of Peace Corps when I was still a Peace Corps Recruiter. Although I wrote it for recruitment, I have found that it tends to resonate strongly with Returned Peace Corps Volunteers (RPCVs) and the whole Peace Corps family. I hope it speaks to YOU!
It definitely resonates with this RPCV (Nigeria, 1966-68). And it's true. Peace Corps is a two-year tour that blesses and lasts a lifetime.

1 comment:

  1. Dear Mike,

    Thank you for posting this beautiful eulogy to the Peace Corps. It's a beautiful evocation of the spirit of the experience.

    From a fellow RPCV (Ivory Coast, 1965-67),
    Nancy Seifer