A whole month since a new blog! Sorry fans, I have been ridiculously busy…absolutely without a doubt two of the craziest months of my service to date! As you all know, I have been working very hard with my peer educators, a project that has literally required all of my time and energy since we have gone to 7 schools throughout the ward, and some of them can be up to 8 miles away. All of these trips were a rousing success, usually we were able to see the look of utter understanding in all of the kids faces, and if not, we were at least able to make them all collapse into convulsions of giggles when they watched me shake my booty in one of our songs (My name, Mama Ulia, which literally means Mama Europe, is now sang to me every time we pass through one of the villages we visit).
Three weeks ago, we celebrated my birthday, a celebration like no other. Instead of going out with American friends in the near-by town of Masasi, I instead decided to hold a small party for the peer educators, which they were of course all for, since they were “working very, very hard”. We went into town and came back with enough supplies to hold a ridiculous fiesta, including cassette tapes of rappers, whose music is not understood, but blaring it full blast through whatever media available seems to aid comprehension, and thus we (or more of less I) bared the awful noise until the batteries in the tape player ran out, 7 HOURS AFTER THEY STARTED. The up side, I now know every Akon and Psquared song by heart, so we no longer have to play them, because I can sing requests! This typical Tanzanian party was made all the more typical by the boys doing all of the dancing and the girls and I doing all of the cooking…actually the girls did all of the cooking, they told me I didn’t know how, so I was demoted to “supervisor”. The boys did make an appearance in the kitchen every now and then, to tell us that they were hungry, or to take our knives in order to fix a broken cassette tape. Since it was my house, and my house is equal opportunity, I gave the girls permission to throw things at the boys for every outburst of “I’m hungry, Hurry up!”, (whats really funny, is that one of my girls threw something at one of my boys the other day while they were in class and he told her she didn’t know…HA.)
Sorry to keep this blog so short, as I sit here in the barely air-conditioned hull of the Internet Mission, I’m trying to e-mail my superiors to close my grant, send my America Itenerary to all of my friends, and look up why Jennifer Aniston and Jon Ma yer split…even in my leisure internet time I’m busy! I will be home from June 16th to July 3rd, and I will be using my regular phone number, if you’re up for looking at pictures and hearing even more great stories, give me a call!
Stay tuned, I’ll soon send more for my Dad to post!
Mirinda
Saturday, May 9, 2009
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