Well, you will be happy to know my computer is up and running. It cost a hundred bones for them to replace the harddrive and fill it with goodies like Windows. A bit too much of it is in French at the moment and I did lose lots of data. Pictures I’ve taken of Cameroon and some documents of varying importance. As well as the entirety of my nighttime library. If anyone was willing to throw some things on a flashdrive, I’d very much enjoy some music. A dance mix would be nice; I never bothered to collect that sort of thing myself, but it just is non-existent here. Erin and I require soundtracks to our Bogo dance parties: Pitch Perfect only goes so far.
My friends, life is good. Work slowly drags itself into the making. I’ve somehow become a slight intermediary between an NGO called Education Fights AIDS based in Maroua and the GIC (association/organization/whatever) that I work with in Bogo. I say that, but all the real credit goes to the most amazing Natasha. She’s a VSO volunteer based in my town. She’s a Canuck that has the luxury of knowing French from birth and thus is an infinitely more effective volunteer. Natasha also happens to be infinitely more ambitious or proactive or I can’t even think of the word, but I spend most of our time together desperately trying to figure out what the hell I can contribute. The rest of the time I’m thinking about how I really just want to have the opportunity to hire her at some point in the future. She could work wonders with an actual budget; until then she keeps me busy.
I’m down south at the moment since I was fortunate enough to join the HIV/AIDS Committee which is designed to help assist and encourage all volunteers in country to work on projects combating the disease. I will also be sticking around to learn more about water, sanitation, and hygiene and how to help schools. That last one was requested of me and a bit of an accident. I avoid schools like the plague. I can’t deal with that many unruly children; someone needs to teach them some damn discipline. Based on fantasy, my disciplinary actions would all result in my sudden imprisonment or possible deportation. We’ll see how I can assist my lovely ville in improving their school system’s sanitation practices.