Pretty normal morning of classes. We talked in French class
about the emergence of NGOs in Africa and what some of the frequent problems
are. Then we had to go out for
thirty minutes and find someone on the street to talk to. Lauren and I went to
a bar-like area right across from our school. We bought a big bottle of Fanta
and sat with a big group of guys who are there every morning before we get to
school and stay until long after we leave. At first I thought they were
drinking for hours but it turns out it’s just their social space. It was fun to
talk to them and practice in being absurdly friendly. After lunch we had an
African dance class. I already knew I couldn’t dance.. now I know that I can’t
dance like an African either. While we butchered what the woman was trying to
teach us, two guys on drums made the coolest rhythms. Really fun to let go and
try something new despite the embarrassment!
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| Thyra breaking it down |
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| Lookman being Lookman |
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| Pretty afternoon clouds |
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