Brief Absence

French class: 7:30 am. In between listening to Professeur and filling in an exercise with verbs in the plus-que-parfait tense, I wrote a blog entry on my hand in red pen. It was something about Haiti. Also, about my French teacher. My French teacher was asking me this morning how to apply for 501(c)3 status for his NGO (apparently he has founded an NGO) because he wants to send help to Haiti.

My French teacher is intelligent, and when I don't hate him for forcing me to speak French, I enjoy his ideas. Does Haiti need more NGOs? My sources say No. But the desire to reach out to others - it's universal, and also applies if you are a French teacher born and raised in the war zone of eastern Congo and working odd jobs for $6/hour.

I wrote ideas like that on my hand and drew brilliant conclusions. Then before lunch I washed my hands with soap and water. Everything I had written slid off my skin and swirled down the drain. Whoops.

And so, all this is to say that I leave in 16 hours for Rwanda and then Uganda (my first-ever R&R!) and I will not be able to recreate whatever I wrote or write anything new for about a week. Anyway. I do hope that you will return when I do, dear reader!