Tuesday July 23rd, 2013
Sometimes when I am walking around the community I get
really present to it. The sounds. The people. I’m gonna miss seeing so many
familiar nameless faces all around greeting me as I pass.
My mama bought 4 live chickens today to kill and prepare for
roadside stand business that is emerging out of her being in a design team.Performance and Abel (my cousins) just casually strolled in
holding the chickens by their wings, them just hanging there.
I watched as they were killed, plucked, glutted and cut up.
My mama wanted me to cut up some of the raw meat but I couldn’t. I found myself
with my arms wrapped tightly around my body as if I was afraid and trying to
protect my own live beating heart from breaking or getting killed.
While I was sitting on the play structure today, one of my
favorite retreat spots in the village, these ladies that were taking afternoon
adult classes crawled up the structure and were asking me for “help” with their
English homework. Before long I realized they were trying to get me to do it
for them. I told me sorry but to keep trying and I believed in them. They acted
annoyed. Ha!
Children are so trusting here. They are given such
independence at such a young age. It’s nice not to see them so sheltered. It
will be weird to get used to children not greeting me, high waving me and
following me wherever I go.
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