I have been assigned as the Activity room director. Which means I can teach as much art as my little heart desires. This week end I will be writing up some plans and getting together so supplies. Every Monday and Wednesday we will be riding bike to the community schools around the area. I don’t know what I will be doing there yet, but I am excited to find out. I don really know what to write. We stay pretty busy and when I do sit down to write on the blog I have to work really fast others wise my computer will run out of battery or the people I am with are getting bored of me typing. So we will see how well I keep this up as the summer progresses. My internet connection is a 3 k bike ride. Which is easy for me however everyone else who I would have to travel with will complain about it till they are blue in the face. So that makes it interesting when trying to find a biking buddy. One thing that I don miss about America is the news. I don really like listening to it and here in the bush the biggest news is wedding announcements, and hospital check ins. However, the news that Michael Jackson died, did find its way out here. Shocked? I know, so was I!
Every one is very friendly and kind here. We do turn some heads though, especially when all 11 of us white kids go riding by on our bright yellow bikes. But they just say hello and we just pass by. The biking is made a little challenging by the sand pits that we have to cross. And finding our way around is tricky as well. They have no street signs so to find my way to the MIAM dorms my directions are, Turn left out the drive way turn right at the straw hut, follow the slight left past the fenced in soccer pit like thing, and then if you go past the fires you have gone to far. But everything looks the same.
I mentioned “The Fires”.. The fires are these areas where the family of people in the hospital can stay while their loved ones are sick. They are fires that are always going, surrounded by brick buildings. The fires are safe but they are the most intimidating place to walk threw because almost everyone one that stays there speaks Tonga and very little English. Those people are usually very poor and so they will ask for things as you walk by. But if you tell them no, then they will just want to talk to you.
Oh and one more thing. We cannot get mail so I can’t give an address because there isn’t one.