The little things

I am staying in the same room I have stayed in for years. It is looking very tired these days but it feels like “my room.” The geckos are still walking along my walls and every night they chirp to each other. Thank goodness they are hungry which keeps the insects out of my bed. Yay!

The door in my tired, old room

The door in my tired, old room

My gecko

My gecko

The a/c isn’t working like it used to which used to create a blizzard while I bundled up in small blankets (brought from home of course) and winter pajamas. This year, it has grown old and blows like a summer breeze. That still allows for a cooler than outside,less sweaty night than the oven this room becomes with no a/c.

I always bring hydrogen peroxide and sponges. Everything that I might touch, I sanitized and cleaned several times. Bringing my own sheet bag is of the utmost importance as this time even though my sheets are pearly white, there is a long yellow stain that belies their clean appearance. I don’t even want to know!!!

Peace still cooks my meals and I stay healthy with all of the ginger and garlic. Her house is still hotter than the air outside but I manage.

Leticia,me,Anna and Peace

Ayamdooh and Pok talk loud politics while driving to Yua every day. My sun umbrella is in the car window blocking me from getting burned. Ayamdooh tells me when to close my eyes as we approach the animals in the market place. Sometimes he even remembers to tell me to open them when we have driven past.

Knowing there are still no teenage pregnancies in the schools, everyone passed their exams and many of the books are still in the library gives me promise of even more successes. [caption id="attachment_398" align="alignright" width="300"]Reading class in an unfinished church Reading class in an unfinished church


A girl reading in the reading group after school.

A girl reading in the reading group after school.

The reading classes after school go really well but it is hard for many of the students because they haven’t eaten all day and are hungry. They come anyway.

It is these things that even though they are not as easy as being home, they keep me coming back.

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