Hannah VonGrey

Journalist and Gourmand extraordinaire (to be)

United States of America

Journalism major for the degree, food for the hobby. Someday I'll combine the two for a beautiful dish of tasty writing.

Portfolio

Notable

Royal Report
05/16/2016
Emai Dunbar

ProjectBethel: From Liberia to Bethel, social work major Emai Dunbar, a junior, moved to the U.S. due to the civil war in Liberia. "No one tells you America is hard," she said. This Project Bethel video tells the story of Emai, who dealt with racism, child prostitution, but has found hope in who she is as a human.

Medium
12/15/2015
Coffee is our bread - Ethiopia Unseen

Ethiopia's most prominent industry in transition. More than just a popular drink, it's a way of life. by ALLISON HESS | Photojournalist Richly colorful and traditionally dressed Ethiopian women fill the streets of the merkato with coffee beans up to their knees. This open-air market is the largest in not only Ethiopia but in all of Africa.

Multimedia

Royal Report
05/10/2016
What is your worst habit?

TODAY'S #TFTB QUESTION. He stops by Royal Grounds every day for a cookie. She bites her nails. He procrastinates. She procrastinates. Bethel-ites share their worst habits. For more Thoughts from the Bubble, check out Royal Report's YouTube channel. If you have ideas for future #TFTBs, leave a comment.

Writings

Clarion
04/21/2016
The Playwright's Practice

Playwright, director and Professor of Theater brings an unusual twist to a few familiar musicals. Hannah Von Grey | The Clarion Many people know the tales of the Wild West sharpshooter Annie Oakley, or recognize fiery red curls as the hair of the little orphan who shares the name.

Sweet Life Sweet Tooth
10/27/2015
C O F F E E

Coming from Seattle, the "city of coffee" (which can be a touchy subject depending on where you're from), I love coffee just as much as anyone. I come from a place where coffee comes before food. Coffee is like blood in our veins. If I don't have a cup of coffee, I feel as though a...

Sweet Life Sweet Tooth
09/17/2015
North Trail: a short story by me!

I closed my eyes as the warm September breeze kissed my cheeks and gently ran her fingers through my hair. I leaned my elbows against the half-burnt grass of Sem Hill, listening as the birds sing and the crickets echo from inside their 6-foot tall cattail homes.