So its Friday, and this is official the end of my second week in my own apartment. So far i love it!! I live just a building over and three floors up from my host family and when i miss them all i have to do is stand on my balcony and wave at them as they stand on their roof. My host sister Fatima has had a little bit of a hard time with me moving out. She takes care of me more like a daughter and waited on me more then even my own mother did. Still love ya mom. She made every meal for me and did my laundry and even folded my underwear!! So when i moved into my own apartment it think she was a little said. But, I see her almost ever day!! She came and did my laundry for me in my apartment and she has even prepared meals and brought them to me. She is my family here and i think she is my best friend.
Like i said today is Friday. Usually i go to the dar chebab, or youth house, but today my mudir, or director, just wanted me to distribute some flyers to the high schools and the techinical school in the town about a play that the theatre group is putting on Saturday. Two of my students offered to put the flyers up in the highschools and so that left me with just the technical school. So I allowed myself to sleep in and just relax in the morning. I then went down and had the traditional Friday lunch of Cous Cous at Fatima's house and then we watched some tv. While she stayed at her house waiting for the plumber I took my bike and rode to the technical school to drop off the flyer and maybe a quick stop at the post office, or Bosta.
Its about a 8 minute ride to the school and when i got there i went in and found one of the directors and handed him the flyer and he said he would put it up. I had to pass the post office on my way out so I stopped to see if I had any mail. I went in and checked my box, but nothing, it was empty. As I turned to leave the guys that work there said to wait and came back with two packages. I was so excited. One package i had been waiting for and the other was a total surprise. Getting mail makes me feel like a little kid. I get all giddy and happy. Its so much fun to get mail!! So the packages were from my Aunt Tracey and the volunteer that I replaced in Tahannaoute, Colleen. I walked back out to my bike and tried to figure out how to get them home now. I didnt bring my backpack and did not want to walk the 25 minutes home pushing my bike, so i decided i would attempt to ride. People watching me must have thought I was nuts. One I am probably one of the only girls they have ever seen ridding a bike, two I wear a helmet and i have never seen anyone else wear a helmet, and three i was carrying to packages in my left arm and trying to stir with only one hand. It is harder then you think. I had to avoid potholes, parked cars and trucks, and stalled donkeys. I was breathing so heavily as I tried to ride home, but i made it. I finally got back to Fatima's house and parked my bike in the courtyard where i store it since I don't really want to carry it up 3 flights of stairs to my house!! I then made a b-line to the salon to open the packages. Fatima helped me to open them. First was Colleen's. She had packed a bucket full of candy and burt's bees. The second was from my Aunt Tracey, Uncle Joe, and Cousin Chloe. Inside i found a Christmas card that Chloe and Tracey made and a dried flower and watercolor book mark and Chloe's school picture. There was also some starbucks coffee packets, jelly bellys, chirardelli chocolates and twizzllers. There was also a book. Three Cups of Tea, by Greg Mortenson and David Oliver Relin. I love to get books. I have done more reading in the past 5 months then i did in the past two years living at home!! I am very excited to start it!!
Now I am back in the apartment and from my balcony I can watch the sun set over the hills. I am really starting to enjoy my daily routine and the simplicity of life that is enjoyed in my small town. There are still many things that I miss from the states, but I am learning to live without. Yet, books, music, and Oreos are just a few things that I could never give up!!
Like i said today is Friday. Usually i go to the dar chebab, or youth house, but today my mudir, or director, just wanted me to distribute some flyers to the high schools and the techinical school in the town about a play that the theatre group is putting on Saturday. Two of my students offered to put the flyers up in the highschools and so that left me with just the technical school. So I allowed myself to sleep in and just relax in the morning. I then went down and had the traditional Friday lunch of Cous Cous at Fatima's house and then we watched some tv. While she stayed at her house waiting for the plumber I took my bike and rode to the technical school to drop off the flyer and maybe a quick stop at the post office, or Bosta.
Its about a 8 minute ride to the school and when i got there i went in and found one of the directors and handed him the flyer and he said he would put it up. I had to pass the post office on my way out so I stopped to see if I had any mail. I went in and checked my box, but nothing, it was empty. As I turned to leave the guys that work there said to wait and came back with two packages. I was so excited. One package i had been waiting for and the other was a total surprise. Getting mail makes me feel like a little kid. I get all giddy and happy. Its so much fun to get mail!! So the packages were from my Aunt Tracey and the volunteer that I replaced in Tahannaoute, Colleen. I walked back out to my bike and tried to figure out how to get them home now. I didnt bring my backpack and did not want to walk the 25 minutes home pushing my bike, so i decided i would attempt to ride. People watching me must have thought I was nuts. One I am probably one of the only girls they have ever seen ridding a bike, two I wear a helmet and i have never seen anyone else wear a helmet, and three i was carrying to packages in my left arm and trying to stir with only one hand. It is harder then you think. I had to avoid potholes, parked cars and trucks, and stalled donkeys. I was breathing so heavily as I tried to ride home, but i made it. I finally got back to Fatima's house and parked my bike in the courtyard where i store it since I don't really want to carry it up 3 flights of stairs to my house!! I then made a b-line to the salon to open the packages. Fatima helped me to open them. First was Colleen's. She had packed a bucket full of candy and burt's bees. The second was from my Aunt Tracey, Uncle Joe, and Cousin Chloe. Inside i found a Christmas card that Chloe and Tracey made and a dried flower and watercolor book mark and Chloe's school picture. There was also some starbucks coffee packets, jelly bellys, chirardelli chocolates and twizzllers. There was also a book. Three Cups of Tea, by Greg Mortenson and David Oliver Relin. I love to get books. I have done more reading in the past 5 months then i did in the past two years living at home!! I am very excited to start it!!
Now I am back in the apartment and from my balcony I can watch the sun set over the hills. I am really starting to enjoy my daily routine and the simplicity of life that is enjoyed in my small town. There are still many things that I miss from the states, but I am learning to live without. Yet, books, music, and Oreos are just a few things that I could never give up!!
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