End of Week 3!
Today we discovered a new internet café that I can bring my
laptop to and, therefore, can upload the video I took of the house! Hurray!
Check it out - http://youtu.be/1sG7Lk63jx8
Many things have been occurring in my life since I last
posted. I also realised that I wasn’t very descriptive in my last post about
what exactly I’ve been doing here.
On Mondays, Louise and I go next door to Nama Simba Nursery
School and help out there. This consists of playing with the kids, washing the
kids hands, setting out the chairs for porridge time, helping serve up the
porridge, playing with the kids, washing their hands, setting out the chairs
for nsima time, helping serve nsima, playing with the kids, then sending them
home. Compared to our project at the Samaritan Trust, the kids are absolute
terrors and this wears us down. In addition, the staff are friendly, but have
very little English and the children have none. The only words we really use to
communicate are basi, iyayi (a very forceful no), siya (don’t) and the
occasional zili bwino (very good). So yeah, it’s hard going.
Malawians don’t really call each other by name, especially
not the children, preferring just to say ‘Iwe’. Because I know there’s no way I
can get the children at Nama Simba to tell me their names, I make names up in
my head. My favourites so far are Honey, who loves to bring me coloured pencils,
but doesn’t want anyone else to have them, James, who shouts AZUNGU repeatedly at
me until I give him attention and Bea, a girl who turned out to be a bit
mischievous, but can be very cuddly. There is also Harry (very smart kid),
Connor (smiley boy with a lazy eye), Dina (an actual real name I managed to
discover), Flash (because her top kept falling down) and Monster Girl (named by
Louise, as she is the most horrible child we have ever met).

TST has just had a change of management and the children put
on a sort of variety performance for the leaving director. While mostly in
Chichewa, it was very moving and entertaining, from beautiful singing, comedy
skits and a hilarious foot drill (using cardboard hats and football kits as
uniforms).
SO YEH, at the moment, life is good. We came home from a
short visit to Blantyre yesterday to find party going on in the nursery next
door. We hope that this is a monthly event and that we might get an invite one
day. It was cut short by the nightly power cut, however, so we weren’t kept up
all night.
Got my first mail this week! It was so exciting! A lovely
card from my granny and another from my parents the next day. Felt like such a
celebrity. Mail seems to take about two weeks, so Michael, I’ll be expecting my
birthday present any day now? XD
Have I missed out any crucial info? If anyone has a burning
question, please do comment. I’m missing home, but I’m really starting to like
it here, so I won’t be coming back anytime soon.
TTFN
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