JP Creighton rising to shine on a rainy cloudy May Sunday;waiting for coffee, here.
Having to eat, I also went to get food from the church pantry. Now that I’ve the job, I won’t have to do that.
Have kept writing as a habit, a tradition, a means of sharing, a means of teaching.
Have kept teaching my own children. Am going to advise the schools I’m working now. Am also going to write letters giving my response to experiences, both good and bad.
Have kept trying to exercise. Yesterday went kayaking. Am doing isometrics at desk, and situps and pushups, lifting weights at house. I exercise with my children, playing games lifting them repeatedly, or teaching them exercises.
Have continued learning and relearning language. Speaking Spanish with locals. Chatting by text in Dutch and Afrikaans. Learning Niyaanja and Gujarati from local merchants.
I checked Maasai on the internet, and found some interesting pages on that language. National Geographic also happened to do an article on the Serengeti. Harper’s has done an article on unrest in the Congo, based on a reporter’s observations from Kinshasa.
