Personally I had the opportunity to serve on a law faculty in Uganda for seven years. It was an incredible experience and I got involved in some very meaningful work. However, there was definitely a learning curve. To explain I need to tell a quick story . .
For many (including me), conferences are seen as a welcome chance to get away from the business of office and family life and work on other tasks. We conference escapists sit tapping away at our laptops while making just enough eye contact with presenters so as not to qualify as intolerably rude.
The stories are heartbreaking, but they are also the substantive content I am seeking. I am collecting stories of pain and injustice. Of course the overriding hope is that these stories can bring about positive change. Yet the fact remains that injustice is a building block of my research project.
When I was in high school my parents hosted a regular home church meeting. I did not attend. Instead, I spent my church time hanging around a Baptist church that had some friends my age and a pretty cool youth minister.