Well, from the Peace Corps, that is.
Sometimes the pictures that get posted to facebook can be misleading and you may wonder if I get any work done or if it's all just play. All the play is what keeps me sane and in the village sweating and working like mad. I managed to squeeze in quite a bit of work in my last week. I held one last re-usable sanitary pads training. I introduced and briefly showed the Orphan and Vulnerable Children Association how to use solar cookers and was able to give them 10 as an income generating project for the group. I helped a fellow PCV with a Health day and taught on malaria, of course. And I was able to secure and hang LLIN’s (Long Lasting Insecticide-treated Nets) for all the boarding students at Namboboto Secondary School.
I'm feeling good about going out.
If you had told me 2 years ago this is what my days would be filled with I would've been like wait, what. I don't know anything about any of that. Now, I'm finding it hard to imagine my life without nets, malaria talks, and cutting sanitary pad materials to the point I bruise my knuckles where the scissors lie. I am grateful for new experiences and all that I never thought I could do that I was able to have my hands in the past 2 years.
Sanitary Pad Making - They are in the Zone!
I ran out of rope to hang nets from the rafters. So ya, on the spot, I decided to recycle an old dirty torn net for rope. Boom!
Using old net rope to hang across the rafters. (I'm still in awe at how brilliant this was.)
I really am going to miss my life of nets.
The students have been sleeping under their nets for 3 nights now. When I went to visit today I was bombarded with so many 'thank you's and 'you must really care about us.' 'You have saved our lives.' 'We can sleep better now.'
The workday doesn't get much better.