Oh the village ... what a start. I got my first "welcome to Africa" stomach bug. This is where you look for every
toilet possible and your stomach tries to kill you from the inside. Fun for everyone. Even funner when you have a
squatty to work with and a less that accurate ability to control everything. The picture shows the "
Choo" (
toilet in Swahili) that I sat on ... yes I covered the whole thing with
TP and sat because I was so concerned about making a mess on our first day in the village in the Churches one toilet. You know me ... I sat there pooping and laughing so hard I cried. Such a funny and
humiliating experience ... had to share it with the whole world!
The time in the village was great. Our team split as half needed to go to Nairobi to go to the Dr so Paul and I went to the village. This was my "practice leading" gig so it was an interesting time. We slept in tents and were feed like kings (as everywhere in Tanzania) to the point that we were going to explode and they gave us another helping!
Teaching here was crazy. The schedule changed regularly and this pic of the two lights is actually me teaching 80 people (50 kids 30 adults). It was a real time of growth as personal space was a myth. A group of kids would stand outside my tent for at least 1/2 hour discussing loudly who would go into the
Mesungu's (white person - we hear that one
alot) tent. It is funny but sometimes you just want space.
hehehhehe. It was a great week of growing in God, as a teacher and just letting go of
comfort zones. But I can definitely say I am becoming a teacher and really starting to like this stuff.
Oh the village ... what a start. I got my first "welcome to Africa" stomach bug. This is where you look for every toilet possible and your stomach tries to kill you from the inside. Fun for everyone. Even funner when you have a squatty to work with and a less that accurate ability to control everything. The picture shows the "Choo" (toilet in Swahili) that I sat on ... yes I covered the whole thing with TP and sat because I was so concerned about making a mess on our first day in the village in the Churches one toilet. You know me ... I sat there pooping and laughing so hard I cried. Such a funny and humiliating experience ... had to share it with the whole world!
The time in the village was great. Our team split as half needed to go to Nairobi to go to the Dr so Paul and I went to the village. This was my "practice leading" gig so it was an interesting time. We slept in tents and were feed like kings (as everywhere in Tanzania) to the point that we were going to explode and they gave us another helping!
Teaching here was crazy. The schedule changed regularly and this pic of the two lights is actually me teaching 80 people (50 kids 30 adults). It was a real time of growth as personal space was a myth. A group of kids would stand outside my tent for at least 1/2 hour discussing loudly who would go into the Mesungu's (white person - we hear that one alot) tent. It is funny but sometimes you just want space. hehehhehe. It was a great week of growing in God, as a teacher and just letting go of comfort zones. But I can definitely say I am becoming a teacher and really starting to like this stuff.
2 comments:
LOVE your pooping story - read it out to Dave, and we both have had similar experiences, so had a great laugh! LOVE hearing about your time away, and your time with those incredible people. The "Last Tribe" sounds just amazing, not sure I would ever survive as one of those woman.
Love you Katie and will miss you even more knowing that you will be home soon.
Katie, I share the same disability, I can't aim in a squatty to save my life. Good times! Love you heaps, pray for the day I will see you.
debdeb
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