(written while I was in the village)
So normally I’m extremely against Twitter (insert comment about its creepiness/voyeuristic/self-indulgent, etc here), but lately (probably because of all of the celebrity gossip magazines Jodi keeps me stocked with) I’ve been thinking of certain aspects of my life as a series of “Twits” (did I really just type that?) or Facebook updates (I know, I know…). I’ve recently found myself at a loss for blog ideas because I’ve basically “gotten over” some of the more minute (or more “interesting”) aspects of my life, which may or may not be of interest to you, my loyal reading public. J
So, over the next week or two, I will fake “Twit” while I have nothing “exciting” planned, to see what interesting things happen in my life.
Thursday, August 20, 5:15pm “What, has no one walked into the garden since I left? My tree nursery is totally overgrown and the weeds are taller than me! (or almost)”
6:50pm “Stupid football (soccer) players destroying my young mango trees. As much as I enjoy tree planting, I could never be an AgFo because I can’t stand knowing not all of my trees will survive.”
Friday, August 21, 11:15am “New addiction: Sudoku puzzles, shoot!” (I was temporarily out of desirable reading material)
3:23pm “Sowe (homemade yogurt—ie spoiled unpasturized milk) destroying me from the inside out…”
Saturday, August 22, 7:45am “First day of Ramadan and woken up at 5am not by the mosque call to prayer, but by an army of frogs in compound croaking away loudly. Happy fasting!”
7:30pm “I think I have bed bugs. Or clothes mites. Or both…so much itching!”
Sunday, August 23, 8:15am “Waiting for breakfast. Bro coming with milk straight from the cow—can’t wait! It's been two months since I’ve had milk and couscous!”
9:30am “I just killed my first scorpion (it was in my hut, behind my med kit) and found an empty condom wrapper outside my front door. My work here is done.”
4:45pm “Bethany’s bad idea of the week” trying to beat a big rainstorm…getting soaked as it starts pouring less than 1km outside of town and having to walk the 3+km barefoot back to my village, fording the river that my dirt road becomes during the rainy season. Umbrella not big enough. Soaked through and through."
5:10pm “Still walking barefoot in the rain. This is becoming comical. I really am the crazy laughing white girl of my area.”
5:35pm “Finally made it home. Brothers think it’s hysterical. ‘You’re wet.’ ‘No, I’m not wet at all, thank you very much.’ (sense sarcasm…)”
Monday, August 24, 8:40pm, “I just carried my dad on my back for the first time ever! Good thing I didn’t drop him!”
August 25 “Though they taste good, Starbursts are not actually real fruit…” (I went 12 days without eating any fruit at all!)
August 26? 8:28am “Why do I keep having a dream about being a new employee carrying around a trashcan at a giant movie theater? Oh mefloquin.”
8:04pm “When you pour fish juice on my foot, dinner’s over.”
August 27 “I hate being woken up at 3:40am by anything—be it mice in my hut or these spots all over my body itching like crazy.”
9:15am “What would I do without (raw) milk and millet during Ramadan?”
10:45am “
4:10pm, “So glad I liver near a river, this is awesome!” (spent the day working, relaxing, and swimming at the river)
8:10pm “Mm chicken here is soooo good! (beans too!)”
August 28, 9:53pm “
10:44pm “When you keep totally screwing up the sudoku with incorrect answers, it’s time to turn off the headlamp and go to bed.”
August 29, 11:23am “Weeding a rice field is what I imagine mowing the lawn is, without a lawnmower.” (see pictures on Picasa)
August 30, 2:57pm “I would kill for a cold drink right now…”
Well, even looking back over these “Twits” and random comments, my past two weeks really have not been very interesting at all, oh well. Work-wise, I’m at a fake temporary work lull as I’ve been calling it. I’ve been outplanting most of the remaining trees from my tree nursery and doing a lot of weeding, but nothing much else. People are in the fields and fasting for Ramadan, so no one is around and when they are, energy is extremely low. School is on summer break for another month and a half. I have some project evaluations to do, as well as grant-writing and event planning for future activities, but I have to talk to some people here in order to totally finish them. I have a village survey to do for PC, but I don’t have the questions and no one is around right now to talk to for the answers, which also means no one has time for health talks, etc. Everything else is computer work, like the Serere dictionary. It’s ok, I’m enjoying this downtime, riding, doing Sudoku, and whatnot. I need to enjoy it while it lasts, I can already tell the next few weeks and months will quickly fill up and I only have 8 months left here!
P.S. Anyone, anyone at all, interesting in coming to visit me here? Come on, ya know you want to J
5 commentaires:
I wish I could come visit! I'm unemployed, so I have nothing else to do. The problem with unemployment, though, is the lack of money. Boooooo.
it's very hard to say i'd come visit with some of your "tweets"...not "twits" hehehe :)
Same difference to me, "tweets" vs "twits." You can tell I'm obviously not familiar with the obsession...
no, "twits" are annoying people!! :)
I am in Amerik and I still refuse to check out Twitter. Even though, I think its hysterical it has somehow become a scholarly reference, in the Economist you might read "Today, Nancy Pelosi in her Twitter message..."
But, I have to say TWEETS (not twits, silly, twits is what my mom used to call my sister and I when we were little, twits=imps; tweets=little sounds a bird makes) from the hut in Ndiomdy were absolutely hysterical. I want to share them with my friends but I don't think they could be quite so funny as they are to me.
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