While all of these things seem quite normal to us now, some things which are quite normal still shock me. For example, this happened:
A couple of days ago Chris and I received an invitation to go to “World Environment Day” at a primary school in one of the (somewhat) nearby villages. We rolled out of bed a little past six and hobbled over to the truck and hopped into the back. About an hour later, we rolled into a small village. The village looked like not more than a couple hundred people lived there, small homes made out of mud and grass, one small store, a mosque and a church, and lots of whildren running around. We drove through the village, out a ways to the school. When we arrived we started talking to one of the teachers... we asked him how many teachers there were- he said 6, which I thought was a good number for the size of the village. When I said that, he looked at me and told me that there were 592 students at this primary school. I couldn’t believe it..
The actualy festivities didn’t start for about 2 hours , and in the meantime the children amused themselves by surrounding us, staring, and inching closer and closer. If we said or did anything, someone would repeat it and the whole group would stir a little bit. If we were still, they were still.
After the ceremony ended, they took us inside one of the school buildings to feed us a delicious lunch, along with all of the other special guests. You could still hear children laughing, playing and singing outside, and their celebration continued until we left about an hour later.
On our drive home, we stopped in another village to pick up some of our friends who were doing interviews on elephant conflict. After thinking that World Environment Day was kind of strange, this seemed absolutely unbelievable. The entire village (not that many people) was out in the center of town drinking Pombe (home-brewed maize beer) and they were incredibly drunk... all of the elderly women were smashed and the old men were sloshed. Everyone wanted to talk to us ut we couldn’t make any sense of what they were saying... and it was only about 4 PM. We collected our friends, hopped back in the truck, and made our way home. We saw 6 or 7 groups of giraffes, tons of impalas, and two kudu, after seeing zebras and elephants and all sorts of game animals just that morning.
We are working hard on the Wildlife Conservation Society- Ruaha Landscape website. As soon as we’re finished I’ll post the link on here if anyone’s interested in seeing where we live... and more pictures are on their way. They won’t upload here but I’m determined. 6 more weeks until America!!
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