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The Form E students singing during their celebration. |
On Friday, I awoke before dawn and donned my party dress
(literally). As early as possible, I was on a taxi leaving the Peace Corps
training village bound for my brother Thabo’s Form E Farewell. Form E is the
local equivalent of Senior Year. Instead of a graduation ceremony, schools do a
Farewell Ceremony before the students write their exams. Their exams are
nationalized and they must pass in order to earn the certificate (like a
diploma). I had promised Thabo last year that if I was still in Lesotho, I
would be in attendance for his ceremony. It was amazing. For six hours I
watched students dance, sing, and give speeches before we ate a meal and headed
home. It was my proudest moment in Lesotho thus far, however, I will discuss
that more in Monday’s blog post!
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Heather shows her awe at our waffle breakfasts...after enjoying a milkshake as a pre-breakfast treat! |
A few weeks ago, I realized that inside my own head I was
frustrated more often than usual and becoming more negative. I spent a walk
stewing about it on my way to town and realized that since January 1
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I had taken a total of three vacation days! That same morning I learned I was
not needed for an activity I had promised to help with and another PCV
mentioned he was headed to
Clarens
for that weekend. Within two hours of my realization, I had a mini-vacation
trip to Clarens planned. Having been to Clarens for the other vacation days I
took this year, I was not there to sightsee. I was there for amazing food, dark
beer, my friends’ tattoos, and my own pedicure. For two days, that was all we
did and it was exactly what I needed!
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Finally! Burglar Proofing is Installed! |
The week ended with some huge excitement. Only a week after
giving me a quote for burglar proofing the
chickenhouse, the third and final contractor we hired called to say that
installation was happening…that day! I had to scramble to rearrange my schedule
for the day-I was supposed to be finalizing things for the boys’ camp that was
about to start-and then get back to my village from town. But, by mid-afternoon,
the entire chicken house was
finally
burglar proofed. Considering my frustration less than two weeks earlier, this
was an incredibly exciting turn of events.
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