December 2009
5 posts
Watchi love this woman.
(i present to you … my kkg pst language trainer)
(musing)
While living in a village may have its downfalls (see: no grocery store, no post office, no tar road, and possibly more cows, goats, and sheep than people, etc), for me, for now, it is just what I need. I have been able to think, really think. I mean it is obvious that I was required to think a lot as a student at DePauw, if I didn’t I don’t think i would have graduated. But those thoughts are...
Watchpst nostalgia (i):
every morning during assembly, we sang songs and danced. it was the perfect subtle introduction to figuring things out as an american in namibia. collectively, we would belt out african words to songs, clueless of the meaning, but shaking and smiling all the while. there were no wall flowers. even at 8am, for the most part, everyone mustered up the energy to join in the...
Watchthe saturday before exam week, sodina decided to throw a “shakeyshakey” (school dance) for the learners as a last hoorah before they “got serious” (got focused) about their “learning” (studying). as a teacher, i got to chaperone.
the dance is in the school hall and the woman in purple is sodina.
grab a candy cane...this might take a while
The other night, one of the grade two teachers was visiting at my home stay. She is only contracted to teach at the school for this year because she was hired and placed by the ministry for the temporary position. She is renting out half a mud hut across the dirt road from my home stay. She is young, friendly, a genuinely good person who does her job (sometimes this is rare) and does her job...