Hey again! So what was I doing in Nampula on a Thursday to have made that post yesterday? I have either a lot of bug bites, or an allergic reaction, so I came to see the doctor. It looks almost like I have chicken pox, but not quite that bad.
Not much is new at site, there are a few projects I want to get started, but I’m having some difficulties due to lack of development in my district. I have been wanting to start English classes for adults, but there isn’t anywhere to do that at night because no place has electricity. And it seems kind of pointless to do it during the day because a lot of the people who are interested will be working. I also want to run a Future Business Leaders of Mozambique course, but again there’s no place to do that. FBLM is an 8-week course in which each week has a specific business related topic, such as ethics, managing a budget, demographics, etc. Groups of interested future business leaders participate, and create a business idea during these 8 weeks. At the end, they all do presentations, and the winning group is awarded money to actually implement their business idea.
I made goat burritos for some colleagues a few weeks ago. It was the first time I personally cooked goat meat. When I went to the butcher in the morning, the goat was still hanging from the tree where they killed it, and they were cutting the hide off. I went to buy a few things at the market, and then came back to buy the meat. The legs and head were sitting right there next to the meat that was for sale. It a very different experience from buying meat it the US. Also, I’m looking for a better term than “goat meat,” because that sounds very unappetizing. Beef and pork sound so much better than cow meat and pig meat, so if anyone knows the euphemism for goat meat, please let me know.
There is another rat in my house. I heard a noise when I was going to bed Wednesday night, so I got my flashlight and investigated. I found a bug. I didn’t think the bug could have made the noise, but I didn’t see anything else so I went to sleep. Early Thursday morning I was awakened by a noise coming from my bookshelf. I got my flashlight and went to investigate again. A shadow ran from the bookshelf to under my bed. Was it a rat? I looked around the rest of my room, but didn’t see anything. I went into the hall just in time to see a rat--definitely a rat--run from the other bedroom to the kitchen. I went to the kitchen doorway, and grabbed my rat killing stick on the way. But then the rat ran towards me, and got very close to my feet. I screamed. The rat ran into the other bedroom. I called my guard, but he was out fetching water for me, so I closed the door, crammed sandals in the opening between the flood and the door, and waited for my guard to come back. When he came back I sent him in to kill the rat, but the rat had disappeared. So now this rat is alone in my house making itself at home. I dreamt about it last night even though I’m about 100 miles away in a nice hotel.
A lot of my colleagues have very young babies, so I’ve been playing with them a lot lately. They’re so cute!!! And if I start playing with them when they’re really young they learn not to be afraid of me.
Well, that’s all for now.
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