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Smells return

Dear faithful of our blog, we announce our return date. My term will end June 30 so we'll be in Quebec by July 15. Marcel is very happy. Me too because I can not wait to see you again. I think that on 30 June, I accomplished what I wanted to accomplish and I will come back filled adventure, good memories and pride. In the meantime, we leave on Wednesday for 31 Kribi in the south, the seaside Professionally, the last 2-3 weeks have been particularly busy, I would flood in Quebec; design, prepare, organize, disseminate, 4 days training of new teachers (of course with a group of trainers), finalize the budget year, finishing support meetings in different villages, begin the process of teacher evaluation. I leave with the feeling of accomplishment. We will be back April 10, by then I think it will be a dead letter. See you soon.

Photo: I managed to add photo's on the Lake Maga

I Have A Egg White Discharge For Three Weeks

Ah! Other manners haze

This week we saw what the brown dry. The wind comes from the desert and brings with it the sand. For two days it was like a winter storm except that it was sand, dust was in the air and the trees bowing in the wind. We had trouble breathing. I left for Guirvidig and arriving I was really dirty. My hair was white despite my dyeing. My skin was covered with sand (dust). As there is always a positive side to everything, the heat is gone for a few days and the morning, I must say, I had a little shiver.

side work, I went to conduct a workshop Guirvidig, the meeting was scheduled at 8 pm We started at 9 am 30. My patience is sorely tested, but fortunately, everything went well so I was at peace with how things are done. I had to wait for the bus to return for 4 hours. As if that was not enough, the driver stopped for prayer, then they loaded the bus. There are times, I confess, I boiled inside. Finally, my darling waiting, we had dinner with a big beer and went to sleep peacefully.

Symptoms Untreated Diabetes

I leave the house and I see about twenty men sitting on a mat (mat) in front of the house of our neighbor. I come in and ask my neighbor concession what happens. She replies that the neighbor's son died. The men pray in front of the house while women pray inside the dealership. I wonder what I should and my neighbor brings me offer my sympathies to women. The duration of the prayers is 7 days but I still do not know what they do with the body. While customs are different, the grief and pain, however, living with the same sadness and depth.

In another vein, I take the bus to do animation. I booked my ticket the day before to guarantee me the best place. I had the No. 1 and I have to mount the first. A young passes me and puts his bag on the front seat of the bus. I take her bag and puts it back. He is not happy and wants to keep that up. I do not give up and keep my place. Another volunteer told me that women should not sit in front and is the place of men, women are completely backwards. My side yan but dominate the habits and customs.

We ended up going to see our hyppotames Maga. We saw them from afar, but the ride on the lake was very pretty and interesting, and many small islands, isolated houses, oxen, horses grazing, a magical setting for this fine Sunday morning, a sky blue, bright sunshine and warmth at 8 h am. It seems that the mercury is rising to 47 degrees this week.