I've decided to make a list of random things and memories that happen here is Togo- and even before Togo... of course I will do this in my normal list format to make it seem organized
1. A bat flew into my house. I forgot the word for bat in French, so I ran outside, made a noise that was half scream- half something else and said (in French), there is a mouse in my house that does this. I then waved my arms like a bird to indicate that the "mouse" flies. The neighbor kid arrived to kill it with my broomstick. Then he posed for a photo, holding it up with his right hand and the broom (weapon) in his left hand. He reminded me of those fishmen who catches a 80 pound fish and poses for the camera, holding the fish, and his fishing rod.
2. Its so dusty during harmitan here, I can't see across the schoolyard in front of my house. Sometimes I pretend its the "wild west"
3. During harmattan, there is so much dust - on the ground and in the air. Sometimes, the wind creates little tiny tornadoes. Leaves get picked up and twirled around- all the way up to the sky.
4. My neighbor's baby has the cutest smile I've ever seen- and can dance the chicken dance. My neighbor Maxime can dance like Michael Jackson and his favorite song is Poker Face by Lady Gaga.
5. Sunset in Harmattan is unreal- the dust is like an orange ball shining through the dust.
6. I made mac and cheese for my friend Pauline. She added tons of hot sauce, rice, and beans with tomato sauce. But she was soooo happy I made a meal for her.
7. I love pate (aka corn mush) and gumbo sauce (aka okra sauce aka snot sauce).
8. I try to carry big buckets of water on my head when no one is looking.
9. Once in awhile I have dance and food days with my neighbors kids: we put on some loud american music, bake cookies and make juice, and dance with broomsticks, my moto and bike helmet, and my way-too-big--for-their-feet shoes.
10. Many kids cry and/or run away when they see me. It doesn't help to smile - I imagine they think that when I smile, I am actually barring my teeth, indicating that I will eat them. Sometimes I want to say boo, to see what will happen, but I never do. They have either never seen a white person before and think I am a scary monster, or the only white person they've seen is the nurse who gives injections- and they assume I'm her.
11. Sometimes I have vegetables that go bad. i try to hide it from my neighbors because I'm embarrassed about wasting food. So when I throw them onto the pile outside, I make sure (1) there is no one around watching me and (2) there is a goat somewhere nearby who will eat is asap. I might be a bit paranoid, but thats ok-I pretend I am a secret investigator who can't let anyone know I have these rotten vegetable.
12. For halloween, I did not have a costume and at the last minute, while pondering the tree outside, I decided to be a mango tree. I attached mango tree branches to my head and stuck some mango leaves in my dress. But, I forgot I had a mango allergy, and a day later had a rash all over. I will not be a mango tree again.
13. I have pooped my pants here more times than I remember. It has made me love my digestive system even more. And become really interested in environmental enteropathy.
14. In an interview in college for an internship in the microbio lab at a hospital, I said "I am in love with the digestive system."
15. Whenever I leave my house, whether on foot, on moto, on bike, or by car, my dog runs after me. My whole town knows who my dog is.
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