Despa.
Its now monday morning, I have developed an English timetable that everyone has agreed to so that I can teach the older kids in what I think is a more effecient manner. Whether it is, well it remains to be seen. The first group I have got today are middle so it should be an easy start. Now lets step in my tardis to thursday...
On thursday afternoon I became a bit of a white ambassador for Gigdev and went to visit the Villiage of Dungu, where everybody told me and the guy I went with about their concerns and how development should be going for them. I spoke at the end telling them how important education is and then the 200 people clapped me. I then took photos (well, I'm still a bloody tourist after all).
Friday was my normal day of Kidicare, Dan was also in because he's not happy with his placement (I on the other hand in case you can't tell like mine a lot!) The kids seem to be more responsive to me today although Abdul still insists on hitting people every other five minutes. Whatever happens I've promised myself I won't cane them, we'll see how that goes...
And now we get to saturday night. Oh saturday night! Usually consisting of cinema, revels and a bottle of fanta. Well the bottle of fanta was still there, although a completely different context. Lets just say the 8ish shots of vodka would have been hard to down without it. We then proceded to go into a club full of 20 something year old males. Other memories include stagggering home and watching people push a broken down taxi. I slept on the coach that night.
Sunday: recovering day (followed by the incredibly inapropriate film of American History X).
Hope you enjoyed. If you didn't well thats okay too because your probably not my parents! Bye
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