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From July 13-July 25, all 25 volunteers from my stage traveled back to the lovely city of Thies for 2 weeks of In-Service Training. I decided while at site that during IST I was going to switch languages and attempt to learn a second indigenous language, Pulaar. In my village there are three different ethnic groups each speaking a different language: Wolof, Pulaar, and Pula Futa. It is usually the case that even if people are ...

... por mim em gas mas acabou por decidir parar, intrigado, 150 m mais à frente. No caminho paramos duas vezes para ele tratar misticamente duas pacientes. Ja era de noite quando nos aproximamos de Kaolack e ele me largou na estação de taxis juntando mais 10 mil FCFA para um carro até a fronteira com a Gâmbia que so custava 2500. Vamos partir então, mas, claro esta, so depois da viatura estar a abarrotar convenientemente.

... au bout de 10 ans il n'en pouvait plus, il quitta sa femme lui laissant tout ce qu'il avait, acheta une caravane qui est à présent son véhicule et sa maison. Il retourne en France chaque année pendant 3 mois pour le travail saisonni** après quoi il redescend au Sénégal où il s'est épousé et a un enfant. 9 mois sans travaill**, une philosophie de vie incroyable le petit bonhomme. Il me donne le plan de l'Afrique de l'Ouest qu'il avait en ...

... international sign of availability. Fun times.<br><br> Back to Thies for more class and our 2nd Wolof test, conveniently scheduled after a weekend of speaking nothing but English. Despite that our whole class scored intermediate low which is the level required to be sworn in as a volunteer. We have our final test in 2 days though so no slacking yet. After another few days of classes we participated in yet another training tradition- the staff vs ...

... St Louis is cooler than most of the country and thus easier on animals. They have gazelles, orycs, and giant turtles that are kept in captivity where they can breed and acclimate before being released them into the park. Whats not to like? So thats what I have to look forward to after this last month of training. We had a nice break and spent the weekend in Popenguine, a nice beach outside of Dakar. Kind of a mini ...

... the details. We were joined by two guests. I talked with the man who worked as a teacher trainer and attempted to see what he knew about a bilingual program. When I asked him if the teachers used two languages in the classroom, he assumed I meant English and French. His response made it clear that the idea of using local languages in the classroom had not even occurred to him. When we went into the market to buy gifts for the marabout we would be visiting, he helped me buy a ...

... to me now because you have to ball it up and pop it in and then lick your fingers I mean it gives a whole new meaning to finger licking good. Basically its just fun. I cant wait to cook for you all back home! So then the following day we went Kayaking to Isle des Oiseaux and saw flamingos, traversed small mangrove lagoons and saw a ton of crabs, also Mangroves coolest tree, they actually thrive on the salt water and use the salt on thier leaves to make them ...

... me into the Christmas spirit more than a shopping spree, and that's exactly what my host-mother, my little sister, and I had at "la foire". We tried different candies and sweet treats from Egypt, Madagascar, and Kenya. We bargained gold jewelry from Mali and bartered our shoes for chic, fancy Moroccan shoes. We bought wooden goods from the Congo and filled our bags with 100% Ethiopian cotten woven with brilliant green, red ...

... squeeze out all of the oil from the rice and create a nice ball to fit into my mouth. I'm sure you're wondering why I would ever miss the feeling of oil dripping from my fingers or of chasing after a large cockroach with my family laughing in the background, but those are going to end up being my favorite memories from my time spent in this country. I wonder how many more awkward situations I can get myself into before going home in two weeks...

... and start to consider their own commitment. I have been struggling a little with the way I am treated as a white person in this culture. In the morning I have started to run to the center. It is approximately a 2.5 mile run. I am accosted by ten or twelve Talibe in the same location every morning. For those of you not familiar with Talibe, they are young boys who have been taken in at a Koranic school to learn from a Maribou, but can not be fully ...