Oh my, what to write.
Well, first of all, I saw my sister off as far as I could through security last night and now she is safely on the first of a few planes that will eventually take her back home to grad school, work, and "real life" in DC. I made sure she has plenty of snacks, so no worries.
As to the last two weeks? Only Kate and I will ever really know every detail of that journey...
August 17, 2011
August 03, 2011
Things I like about Burkina
Wedah: a fruit that tastes like the candy war-heads. Amazingly addictive.
(Also the shadow in this picture looks like a very funny face.)
Alice and Jillian (Sawadogo Family's kids)
My PC volunteer friends (Shout out Wendy!)
YAY!!! (update included)
My sister is commminnnngggg!!!!!! TOMOOOORRROOOOWWWW!
I'm not excited or anything.
Two weeks of adventure and vacation. No real plans other than to backpack around, see some cool stuff, and spend all my CFA. The Krumrei sisters take on Burkina Faso. Bring it!
Update: A day later than I thought, but my sister is HEEEERE! And she has no hair! And she is ammmaaaaazing! And I already have no money. And my parents sent me a computer!!!!!! And Yaaaay!
I'm not excited or anything.
Two weeks of adventure and vacation. No real plans other than to backpack around, see some cool stuff, and spend all my CFA. The Krumrei sisters take on Burkina Faso. Bring it!
Update: A day later than I thought, but my sister is HEEEERE! And she has no hair! And she is ammmaaaaazing! And I already have no money. And my parents sent me a computer!!!!!! And Yaaaay!
Conversations: part 1
Alima eyes me sideways on the bench.
"So how is it," she asks in Moore, "you wash clothes in America?"
Yesterday she saw me go to the pump with a determined look and a basin full of clothes on my head; three hours later she saw me coming back with red knuckles and a sunburn. She must have kindly surmised I don't do my wash by hand in America.
"So how is it," she asks in Moore, "you wash clothes in America?"
Yesterday she saw me go to the pump with a determined look and a basin full of clothes on my head; three hours later she saw me coming back with red knuckles and a sunburn. She must have kindly surmised I don't do my wash by hand in America.
July 06, 2011
Hands and Heart
I don't know how many people believe it, but most people know that saying about how when you look into someone's eyes you can see their soul. In Burkina, I think you can look at someone's hands and see their heart.
July 02, 2011
Questions from the 8th grade
OK, so I promise that later I will actually post a real blog post, but for now I've been working on this. I partnered with a teacher at Franklin middle school (where my mom teaches) to talk to some American kids about what I'm doing and about Burkina. These are the questions they sent me and my answers. I still have a few left to answer, but my friend needs her computer back and I figured I'd post what I've got. The responses in black and the honest but middle-school appropriate (I hope!) answers and the green is my other commentary on the answer (often a bit more jaded). Take them both as you will and hopefully you'll learn a little more about my life too! Thanks to Ms. Maeda and her class and I promise that even though school is out... I'm still trying!
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