Overall, I have no complaints, sometimes I forget I am living in Africa, I've fallen into a routine but normally I remember quite quickly when I am pulling water from a well, putting it into buckets, then hulling it 200 yards to my house, or when I'm cooking on my charcoal stove and the wind blows the fire out, when I'm constantly sweeping my house because the dust is blowing from every direction, cutting my fingers trying to cut and cook with out a counter top, sweating bullets, not understanding what the women are saying because I can't speak the local language, thinking to myself at 7:30pm when its pitch black, is it too early to go to bed?, or realizing how much I miss my family and friends. But each day I am here I am amazed at how beautiful the women are, how curious the kids are, how welcoming the village is, how hard my class laugh when I make a joke and how generous the people can be when they have barely anything for themselves. I only hope I can be that unselfish one day. And for all the criticism of how tough and difficult the life is here, the women find time to go around a chat with their neighbors, joke check in to make sure everyone is doing okay and remain happy. For all the difficulties and challenges they face, they sure make it look easy.
Two other funny stories, I am been teaching to the sous prefecteure English and I went over to let him know the class time had changed and he showed me his office house and at the end said, “I love you” so that night I explained the difference between like and love, that like was for a friend and love for your wife, he winced and said I understand now, lol.
I gave a survey for my 9th graders because we are doing statistics next week, and I had them pick their favorite artist between, Akon, Rihinna, Sean Paul, Lil’ Wayne. One of my students, the most innocent choose Lil’ Wayne because” Le chanson Lilipop” (The song Lolly pop). I said when he was older I would explain the context of the song to him.
LOVE YOU ALL!!
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