Moved to Leo
Haven’t written in awhile. Nothing much has changed, just classes in Ouagadougou. We learned about culture norms: i.e. no using the left hand for anything. The left hand is a sign of “dirty” and is used only to wipe after visiting the restroom.
Our medical advisor is hilarious; his name is John Luke. He gives out candy whenever he teaches our class; that’s greatly appreciated as I cannot find any chocolate, yet. 🙂
I got four shots yesterday and a rabies shot today. Both of my arms hurt. I had been feeling left out of the group in some aspects. I’m used to being the extrovert of my group of friends, but this entire G30 group is so loud and outgoing. I guess that’s part of the selection process, though.
But Zazie and Talia saved me. I also talk to Sam a lot and Brigette asks me how I’m doing all the time. I was talking to Talia last night and we were lying on this table in the corner, and just started busting out laughing. It made me feel good, and more at home.
I woke up in the best mood this morning. I really don’t care what people think of me anymore. I just talk and say hello first; they seem to only reply because I talked to them first, but I think that’s getting better.
I honestly think that I come from one of the better background families in this group. Many in my group seem to be over here all alone, with no one back in the states to talk to or fall back on. All I am grateful for is that my family supports me 100% with my trip. I lean on them a lot, and they know the struggles I’m enduring, which helps tremendously.
But today I moved to LEO! (pronounced: Lay’-o) That’s where I’ll be with my host family for the next 12 weeks, going through training and preparing for my final teaching assignment, wherever that will be.
No more running showers and flushing toilets. Waaaah. But this house – the people are so nice. I have my own fan, there is a servant type woman who gets my every need. At first I was kind of sad because when she picked me up to take me to our house in Leo she didn’t greet me like the other families met the other trainees. But she was just a stand in for my home family, and so was less effusive.
I got a car to come pick up all of my stuff (which was a lot, btw). Many of the other trainees were picked up by their host families using donkeys pulling carts, so I seem to have drawn the long stick.
Thankfully the attendant lady’s man friend knows some English so he is teaching me lessons in Moore and French. There are almost 60 African languages in Burkina Faso. My host family’s house has electricity, and the water for my bucket bath was warm. I almost wished it was cooler, as it’s so hot here. It isn’t as humid as Florida, though, so I think I seem to be adjusting to the heat better than some of my friends.
In the house there is only two bedrooms, and they gave me one all to myself with a door lock. At night, they give me the only fan. It’s so nice of them, and I’m truly touched. They seem so eager to please, and have welcomed me very warmly.
We had a Moore lesson and now I’m exhausted. I hope they have coffee in the morning. For now, good night.