Tuesday in Training

It was the second day of training at the teacher development center. One very funny thing happened at the end of the day. Moses wanted to go to the top of Mt Zomba, so I decided I needed to use the toilet before we went. A woman teacher led me to a separate place where the toilets are....I closed the door, but I could not get out. So, I ended up yelling "hello" through the broken window to some kids playing ball in the field. I tried to get the door open with my pen, but it didn't work. The kids went to tell them, and of course, everyone apologized.

Every one is so polite in the workshop. They refer to each other as "our friend"...they say "thank you" after a contribution. The chairs are incredibly hard, so I sit on my folders to soften the seat. People are dressed up in suits and clean shirts. When I as introduced in the classroom of 3 graders, all 60+ of them stood up and said, "Good afternoon, Madam."

People are starting to call me "mother." I'm the only white person around, and since I'm older than anyone I see, I think they consider me to be a saint. I rather like the position!

Love to everyone have way around the world--which except for the time it takes to get there, doesn't seem that far away.