At the beginning of our second week in schools it is safe to say the mood of the team was deflated. Our team meeting on Friday and shown everyone had been dealing with similar struggles at the schools, either due to lack of co-operation from previous volunteers (thus understandably leading to some apprehension with new ones) or a lack of understanding of what we were actually supposed to be doing there. Suddenly our list of teaching aids needed seemed like a significant achievement.
The weekend was quiet, consisting mainly of walking between mine and Clarissa's, doing some planning for work in schools and making plans for how to spend Easter.
Very quickly the walk home in the evening became an almost therapeutic part of the day. Something about seeing people you had grown familiar with, saying good evening and witnessing the same scenes of everyday rural life had me completely captivated. One particular such memory is this one house which had a TV... Obviously not very common, and every evening they left their front door open, inviting a gaggle of children to gather and peek in. It really is one of those things that just reminded me how prominent humanity really still is in this world.
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