Sika | July 8, 2007
My 3-year-old sister, Cecelia, fascinates me. We went to the river to wash our clothes (apparently I was not supposed to go as I am a wussy American & who knows what I’m going to catch from the river water–especially with these cuts in my thumbs–I probably already have schistosomiasis.) This morning, Cecelia threw a [...]
Sika | July 8, 2007
I learned how to remove the hard kernels from the corn cobs. I finished the ones in amayi’s basin and then, after dark, started helping achimwene Lami do his. Eventually, I felt a corn cob that was kind of sticky (to which I was like, eewww, yuck). And then, it wasn’t just one cob. And [...]
Sika | July 8, 2007
I’m not sure how to catch y’all up. On one hand, not much has happened. On the other, tons has happened. It feels like the 21 of us have been here forever. As if for forever we have been getting up at 5:30, stumbling out to the chimbudzi in the dim dawn; bathing in the [...]
Sika | July 8, 2007
Things I have learned so far: Dedza, where training is, is cold. Bring sweatshirts, and more importantly, warm things to wear to bed. They will be giving you a set (of sorts) of sheets and a mosquito net, as well as some candles, paper, notebooks, and other goodies. They gave us flip flops, but they [...]
