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These are the archived articles from LIME 2011-2014.
Majors: Neuroscience and Anthropology & Sociology
Major: Psychology and Theatre
Class: 2022
From: Poland
My name is Milena Berestko and I am a second-year dual degree Psychology and Theatre candidate. Originally from Poland, I lived in New York City for three years before starting my college career at Lafayette. My passions lie in performing arts (especially acting, dramaturgy and playwriting) and empirical research. I aspire to establish a green theatre NPO in the future.
Major: Electrical and Computer Engineering
Class: 2022
From: Antananarivo, Madagascar
My name is Tafita Rakotozandry. I grew up in Madagascar but LIME program gave me the opportunity to have the chance to apply in a US College. In Lafayette, I am a Peer Advisor in the International Student Association. I am also an active member of the Institute of Electrical and Electronics Engineers and Engineer without Border. I like playing soccer and dancing. I am very excited to be a LIME mentor because I myself attended the program before. I hope to help the students as much as I can with my experience.
IF ROCKS COULD TALK
by Chrispin Otondi (LIME 2011)
If rocks could talk they would have a lot to tell
Of ages and ages long ago when the deep waters submerged them
Down into the depths of the valleys
And the hills all attained nourishment from their very still depths
Hills extensive, and majestic, thickly covered with undergrowth and trees
They would tell of the inhabitants of the land
Of kings and queens. If the palace walls could but speak
Then the story of young Fidi who gave up self to lie
Beneath royalty that family may survive
No longer strive but thrive in ancient Madagascar would be told
Tales of men and women who at dawn awoke and sharpened the farm tools on these very same rocks. Then off …..
To the padded rice fields , Zebus in hand, strong bulls
To till the land to sustain the clan, everyone to their fill
Pita pata grrr gra! Till dusk filling the fields with murky water.
At the beach, the great rock that once was but now is but all pebbles.
Still mum it can no longer be but its story it will tell
Of the first traveler from foreign lands: Indonesia, Malaysia
Who to Madagasikara coast came, bringing spices, fusing cultures
On boats, some big with cloth. And the inhabitants how they welcomed them
The tomb rocks, brightly colored would then boast
Of famadiana and how priceless it holds the one on who at its bossom lays
And how last season the village thronged at its feet
To pay homage to the bones of one no longer of this time and place
And the dances, graceful, sleek and in tune, that its eyes beheld
So let the rocks remain mum and forever never speak
For tales long forgotten in history books, dusty in libraries old
There should they stay never to be told and the culture they hold to erode
For men must speak and on rocks tread
Such is the way of the world
Lafayette and Lycee Andohalo students pause for a moment to take a group picture after class.
Lycee Andohalo!
Amazing view of Antananarivo from our classroom at Lycee Andohalo.
LIME and Lafayette students having some fun on the way to the American School of Antananarivo!
Lafayette Sophomore, Elizabeth Lucy, pictured here with one of the LIME 2 students after class!
LIME 2 students working together in order to choose the right answer for the Jeopardy game.
John Floyd, a Lafayette Junior, explaining one of the Jeopardy questions to the LIME 2 students.
Kyle Tucker explaining the importance of the personal statement and other elements of the college application process.
Our newest Malagasy LIME 3 members working on their vocabulary quizzes towards the end of our two weeks together.
A spectacular view on our way back to Antananarivo from Ambatondrazaka.
One of the lemurs from Lemur Island as a part of one of our weekend expeditions.
Caitie Hope and Elizabeth Lucy stop and take a photo with an awesome background!
Lafayette students take a break from the long drive to take a fun picture on top of the van!
One of my most favorite views of the whole trip. Truly amazing!
One of the rare moments that this lemur was not climbing from tree-to-tree!
IF ROCKS COULD TALK
by Chrispin Otondi (LIME 2011)
If rocks could talk they would have a lot to tell
Of ages and ages long ago when the deep waters submerged them
Down into the depths of the valleys
And the hills all attained nourishment from their very still depths
Hills extensive, and majestic, thickly covered with undergrowth and trees
They would tell of the inhabitants of the land
Of kings and queens. If the palace walls could but speak
Then the story of young Fidi who gave up self to lie
Beneath royalty that family may survive
No longer strive but thrive in ancient Madagascar would be told
Tales of men and women who at dawn awoke and sharpened the farm tools on these very same rocks. Then off …..
To the padded rice fields , Zebus in hand, strong bulls
To till the land to sustain the clan, everyone to their fill
Pita pata grrr gra! Till dusk filling the fields with murky water.
At the beach, the great rock that once was but now is but all pebbles.
Still mum it can no longer be but its story it will tell
Of the first traveler from foreign lands: Indonesia, Malaysia
Who to Madagasikara coast came, bringing spices, fusing cultures
On boats, some big with cloth. And the inhabitants how they welcomed them
The tomb rocks, brightly colored would then boast
Of famadiana and how priceless it holds the one on who at its bossom lays
And how last season the village thronged at its feet
To pay homage to the bones of one no longer of this time and place
And the dances, graceful, sleek and in tune, that its eyes beheld
So let the rocks remain mum and forever never speak
For tales long forgotten in history books, dusty in libraries old
There should they stay never to be told and the culture they hold to erode
For men must speak and on rocks tread
Such is the way of the world
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