My mom called me after I fell asleep with good and bad news. First, she told me that I have a care package to look forward to. Second, she told me some bad news about my grandma. Her physical health isn't compromised but still something really shitty happened to her and it stayed on my mind. I guess I didn't know how much it was affecting me until Alicia started a spiel about how she has everyone's back and how she wants us/me to watch our own safety and well being because if anything happens to us, we're compromising her safety, too, since she'll be the one getting us out of trouble. It was really touching and it started to make me cry (read: it made me cry a lot and it wouldn't stop) because of course nice things people say have that backwards affect on me. I'm starting to see a crying trend but I promise it doesn't happen as often as it sounds... just when people say nice things to me. I know, wtf, right?
So my grandma really threw me in a loop today and I couldn't concentrate. Good thing the Peace Corps staff chose my training village to be the sample one for the Inspector General and other important people to observe, yay! When they got here, I got an audience of 12 PC/important people watching me while another 15 other kids/adults from the community came and watched. Awesome. My site mates and I tried our best talking/interviewing the two lactating women about breastfeeding and well...it was stressful - but also successful. It was difficult having a three person-to-one interview (felt like an interrogation, I felt bad) but it was short. To our dismay, the women were NOT exclusively breastfeeding, so I gave them feedback. I would like next time for the introduction to be longer so I can fully introduce myself and let them know who I am/ask them more about themselves, and improve on my language so I can actually explain why exclusive breastfeeding is good for the child. I wasn't ready to be in a theater, like it felt like I was on a stage, but apparently we did really good. We talked to them Inspector General and one of his employees for quite some time before they left - leaving Ida, Elizabeth, and I exhausted. Alicia left for some check ups. After lunch (where I told the ladies my predicament with my grandma), I spent forever catching up on freakin' homework and not having the time I wanted to go over language...but it was inescapable.
Around 5 PM, Ida, Elizabeth, and I checked out the Africell phone tower and walked there as an evening stroll. We found this compound next to the Africell tower that was littered with trash everywhere but otherwise had ELECTRICITY. There was at least 25 phones being charged in the compound and a part time soccer watching place outside and that's how the head of the compound made extra cash. To be honest, the Africell company is cheating him because they took his land and employed him rather than him making the demands and charging the company. He's a nice guy and wants us to know that we are welcomed to go anytime to charge our stuff but it's not somewhere I'd go by myself. We will, however, capitalize the fact that he has four freezer/refrigerators that we can put our beverages and food in - hell yeah.
I went back home pretty late - apparently they thought I had dinner already so I didn't get any but I was fine with two breakfast bars. I went to teach a little more and enjoyed a call from America. I need to crack down on language, I really do, starting tomorrow!
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