So even though I just finished spending the weekend in Basse, I'm back again. Tuesday morning the vice-principal of my school tells me that there is a workshop I should attend at the regional education office in Basse. Starting Wednesday. At 9 am. Until Sunday. I can't be too upset with him though, because he didn't find out himself until the day before.
The good parts about being back in Basse for this workshop:
- it's a science and math workshop
- I get free breakfasts: Wednesday was a scrambled egg and French fries sandwich, and today was a tuna fish or sardine sandwich.
- I also get free lunches, which has been benichen for both days. And I get to eat with my hands, which I haven't done since training village
- I have time to wander the market
- there's internet
- and soda
- and showers
- I'll be around for the "Tobaski ram trade show" on Saturday
- the room I'm writing this in is swarming with bugs
- the room I will be sleeping in will be too hot
- no one knows my name, so everyone calls me "toubab" or Mariama
- if I pause longer than a second at a market stall, I'm repeatedly asked what I would like to buy, and then the lady will walk around from behind her stall to ask if I would like these earrings, or maybe those ones and I do not know how to say "thank you kindly, but I'm only browsing at the moment" in Pulaar
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