went for a run this morning. woke up at 5.15 and watched the sky get light, then my alarm rang at 6.30. It was cool and I was rested so I got up and put on some lon shorts (the ones I wore as a Dwarf On Stilts at Hop The Castle, for those who […]
Archive for February, 2004
Two texts yesterday evening mentioned Kenyan life: In English:How’s Kenyan Life In KiswahiliHope all’s well and you’re enjoying maisha Kenya So far, kenyan life is being good to me. Yesterday evening the most amazing thing happened: I started reading The Kindness Of Strangers, an Xmas present from Denise — with this journey in mind. I […]
This morning Sr Pauline took me into town in her car to meet the cheif, I collected my first piece of post. Read on for the story of the staffroom discussion of cannibalism and catholic opulence.
Last night, whilst sitting on my sofa, listening to a Hindi radio station (I think its Hindi, its called something like Spice FM!) and copying text messages from my ‘phone to my journal for sentimental reasons (and because I dont get any letters and printer paper for email is in short supply, this way I […]
This is my second day of school. For those of you whom I have not yet told, I’m here in Holy Rosary College, a school for girls leaving school, to teach them secretarial and IT skills, it is run by Nigerian Nuns of the order of the Holy Rosary (originally an Irish order, it seems). […]
This is my first entry from my new home: Holy Rosary College, Tala. Its Monday today, my first day at college. Assembly was at 7.45, under a tree in the compound gardens, and I was formally introduced to the girls (turns out HRC is a girls-only college, this information didn’t reach me until last week […]
Ok a quick one as I am on a slow line at the VSO office in Nairobi. I have bought a sim card for a local mobile so the number will be available shortly. The weather has been grey and rainy much of the time since I arrived which is not what I expected but […]
I’m leaving tomorrow. Lots has been happening and no time to write it down. My rucsack is stuffed to the straps with essentials, with cuppa-soup, speciality tea bags filling the spaces between. My head aches with stress. Im going to Boom Boom Saloon in a minute: last night out before I leave.