The Village Calls You

Onda nyanyukwa unene oku li megumbo natango! I am extremely happy to be home again! After spending eight days in Ongwediva, aka Diva, PC allowed us to go back to our sites. The fear was that a certain bridge would be swept away in the ensuing flood, without that bridge we would have been "cut off." PC doesn't seem to know about something called donkey carts, I'm pretty sure they could ford a river a la Oregon trail. The insane thing about this whole ordeal is that the flood never really came! My village is almost completely dry, the oshanas are anemic, the streams are desiccated, you can fly on the gravel road, and that fateful bridge is still standing.

I have to give big ups to the math and physical science teachers at my school. They stepped up and taught some of my classes during their free periods! This is very atypical behavior from what I've gleaned from other volunteers. My learners were so excited to see me, I almost want to take another evacuation vacation to receive that welcome again.

So tomorrow I happily go back to the daily grind. It's integers and chemical versus physical change in math and physical science, respectively.

I made some changes to the blog in order to share larger photos with y'all. Here's another photoshop infrared creation.
Field of Dreams...