Beauty in small things

There are some small moments and gifts that I don’t necessarily have a reflection to offer, but news to share…

  • My room is beginning to feel like my room rather than a guest bedroom I am staying in; while I am not sure what initiated this change, I enjoy it immensely.
  • I found a path through the fields that is a shortcut from my home to the soccer field where we exercise- perfect for my morning walk when I am not awake enough to want to greet everyone I meet along the road.
  • I got my first jigger!-a parasite that burrows in your toes and lays worm eggs in a sack- my host sister expertly pulled it out and it was coolly gross. I mistakenly thought I was the first to get one, but once I described it, 3 scholars discovered they’d had one for days.
  • I taught my family my favorite song in Swahili and I hear them singing it throughout the house all the time.
  • I am not shaving my armpits and I thought it would gross me out, but I have been completely un-phased, and deeply appreciate that.
  • One of my scholars brought the syllabus and reading for a sister program that uses the TI model, but with greater theoretical exploration. I am diving into the readings and, of course, loving it as I explore development models and outsiders’ roles.
  • My brother, Jarod, and I have developed a secret handshake. No dance moves in it yet, but perhaps coming soon.
  • When I first arrived, my family had just harvested sorghum and put it out to dry. The house this week is a flurry of activity with them beating it now to sell for grain and beer. In the meantime, we use it as a sort of mat for gymnastics, as our yard is covered in it.

Loving this exploration and all that I am learning about myself along the way…


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