Update

Things are still going well in Arusha. My placement is great. Today we debated: "Should dowry and bride prices continue in our tradition?" I am learning so much this way. By the way, when Masha (one of the teachers) got married he had to give his wife's family 24 crates of soda. (usually this would be beer, but it is against his religion). He also technically owes them a cow. When my host mother was married her husband gave her parents 12 cows.

Masha recently made the comment, "I really like how the Maasai do circumcision...they do it themselves." I am still trying to figure out what that means. Unfortunately the conversation came to an end because I was at his house and his wife is Maasai.

I have bought several different Kanga's. I try to wear African dress every day. People are very excited about the fact that I have adopted their way of dress. A kanga is an inexpensive cloth that you wrap around yourself over another skirt or pants. I guess after years of wanting to look western they are excited to see that someone values their culture too.

I am being fed until I want to explode. This is really the greatest hardship that I have had to endure. But really.... Really way more food than anyone could want. Most of it is good though. I had a stew with meat and banana lately. Better than you would think...

I taught a lesson on prepositions this week and the students here did infinitely better than the ones at the shitty private school I was at before. No one got below a 65 on the test and I made it fairly hard.