So as you can guess from the title, not too much is going on, yet enough to warrant a blog post, nonetheless. To update you on the weather, it is cold. I hate it, I so much dislike the cold and I dislike it more when there is not indoor heating to lessen the sting of the cold. As a result I spend the majority of my day in the lovely cement box I call my home and drink tea, and, as embarrassing as this is, read the Twilight series. I am now addicted.
So yes, trends of all kind cross the Atlantic, and it just so happens, having been bombarded by suggestions to read them on both sides, I have caved, and after three days am already done with the first one and diving into the second. I’m guessing the faster I get through these books the better, then I can get back to the work I need to do instead of making up excuse after excuse to read these books. They are just so entertaining. I mean, I’ll admit my exposure to proper entertainment is limited (I mean the closest respectable theatre is in Jo’burg, so no Broadway for me) which is why I think I have clung so instantly to the books. I’m stopping at that, mildly ashamed that I’m actually blogging about Twilight, I mean I don’t find any problems with reading the series I just think I go to that next level when I actually blog about it. So there I’m stopping, no more talk about salacious teenage vampire love stories.
On other more African oriented stories, to the “toilets” part of the title. And yes this does have to do with teaching Life Skills, only in that it involved me walking from teaching one day. Well I was on my way back to the clinic after teaching one day and there is a short cut that I use that takes me along the back of the infamous Jakaranda where the latrines are located. As I was walking I pick up on this high pitched voice which is either singing or wailing. I prayed for singing, but the androgynous voice made it hard to determine who was making the noise. As I got closer I noticed one of the doors to the latrines was completely open. So as I walked by and was on the other side I peered in to see what the heck was going on and lo and behold a, what must have been a 5 year old boy doing his “after lunch business” and singing a traditional Basotho song at that. I laughed my way back to the clinic.
Hmmm, what else besides the constant smell of pig/chicken/cow intestines? I’ve been working on some side projects lately dealing with nutrition stuff and then I have also been asked to help go to some of the clinic’s patients’ houses to help build keyhole gardens. So that should be fun. School will be closing I think around the end of May, which will be good in that I get my Wednesdays back but I like working with the kids so that will be kind of a bummer. I mean how could you not like it? Just last class a kid stood up to ask a question and as he was standing up he farted, and the whole class including myself doubled over laughing. I guess some humor is universal. And we just had a birthday party for a bunch of the clinic workers who have birthdays in May. My oatmeal chocolate peanut butter cookies and schnickerdoodles were a hit. I love Basotho parties like this at work, they are so awkward at times, because birthdays are such western tradition, but they are so funny too, parties are the one thing in Lesotho that are perfectly planned out and carefully monitored to make sure they go right. I’ve already been told they are having a party for me and M’e Malipaulo, one of the workers here, on June 12. Planning over a month in a half in Lesotho is unheard of. I feel so honored!
Well I guess I better go do some work, it is May 1, 2009 here and it is a holiday, I actually didn’t know about it, so I’m going to try to get some work done and NOT READ TWILIGHT!!!!! But let’s be honest I’ll get a little work done, bake bread then settle in with a big cup of tea and read. I mean it is my day off right? Well I’ll leave you with that. Have a great day and week and take care! Salang Hantle!
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