I could not possible love, like or enjoy life any more then I do right now. It's true, at least in this instant.
My life in the village has been jam packed of wazungu fun, complete with an array of guests, a few neighborhood trips, a great Valentine's Day party and a trip to Dar to take care of some Peace Corps business. Also included has been working on some fun projects, attempts at setting up a blog for my students...or at least a photo bucket account, and spending a lot of time trying to really reason this whole "Peace Corps Experience" out.
I don't know much, but I have deduced a few things in the past few weeks of serious contemplation.
One- I work for Peace Corps, this is a J-O-B
Two- I hate real life jobs (I'm still a kid!)
Three- I can do any project/work that I see fit in my village
Four- I have lots of ideas that do not fit the instituted "Peace Corps model for sustainable development"
Five- That doesn't really matter because this is my "Peace Corps Experience" so I just need to do what myself and villagers want
Six- I am starting to wonder about some of the comments that were made to me before I left in regards to the actual motive behind this program
Seven- This doesn't dishearten me because I was never stupid enough to fall into the "Well Golly Jeeze Mom I'm going to go and save the world!" crap
Eight- Ignorance is totally bliss, but I hate feeling left in the dark... I want in the know.
Nine- I will not bring massive amounts of money to my village, it's neither sustainable nor does it reflect my value system
Ten- I love my life, I like my job, I think the people in Peace Corps are great and everything else just lends me to more contemplation.
The wazee writing down their needs at my meeting
Kids at our tree planting
A lotta Mama Witi, a little of me and one of my students