Sika | October 7, 2008
I got there late because my tires needed pumping. I knew I had loaned my pumps to Sarah and David, respectively; I knew I had to get to NOC last Wednesday; I knew I always need to inflate the tires a bit when I haven’t ridden my bike in a while. I still forgot to [...]
Sika | October 7, 2008
I was talking to my friend Thandi in Lilongwe whilst (hee) I was stuck there for a training. She told me about her job working for a religious NGO that works to make guardians for orphans more independent, with IGAs (Income Generating Activities) and the like.
Some Americans who work with her organization are coming to [...]
Sika | October 7, 2008
Yulie and I were walking from the stage to my house and two guys said "how arle you?" I was trying to decide if they were the harasser types when one of them said,
"What? You don’t speak English?"
Before I even thought, I said, "No."
Long pause. "Oh." And they walked off.
Yulie and I giggled. [...]
Sika | October 7, 2008
Kris stopped by on her way to town to drop the lavender plant (thanks, Eric!) and water bottle I had left when Yulie and I spent the night Saturday night*. Musi, her driver, called out “Mwachena! Red and black!” (I am wearing a black skirt and an orangey-rusty-reddish colored top. Kris pointed out that my [...]