The Plague and the Talk Show

 

Francis, Talk Show Host

 

School has been cancelled because of the plague. I personally don’t think it’s a big deal, but I also didn’t think Ricky Martin was gay, so there. Me and my region mates filmed a talk show at the Meva. I interviewed Francis, a volunteer from the area who has a quirky personality, makes people laugh, and has eye-catching fashion taste. We talked about buying clothes in the open air market, called Fripping. This clothes, hailing from all parts of the globe, are sometimes new sometimes used. And sometimes border on the absurd. It went well, but maybe we got too goofy. This project is for the Peace Corps so it has to be kinda serious. Lol.

 

English Club

Also, Saturday I facilitated the English club, Tea and Talk, in Fianarantsoa. I scheduled just one conversational activity so we would have time for other things, like discussing a topic. I think the next session I’ll split the group into two because we have about 20 plus students and half don’t participate because their English is below those that talk a lot.

The weather is getting warmer, thank god. Soon it’ll be t-shirt and flip flop weather, even at night.

End of 7 Year Marriage

My long awaited divorce is about to become official. I’m happy about that. This process of separation has been difficult. I reconnected with her and I’ve learned that she hates me and blames me for everything bad in the relationship. I’m glad I found this out.

Visiting other Peace Corps Volunteers

Madagascar news: Fellow stage-mates, Sarah and David, who live up north about 26 hours by bus, in a place we have nicknamed “The Black Hole” because there’s one road in and out and during the raining season travel it almost impossible, are going to paint a world map mural. They’ve invited me, Kamaka, Bekah, Addison, and Jesus to go up there. I’m a little leary of the long, crowded bus rides, though.

Teaching Learning Lessons

I’ve been lesson planning. My first class I’m going to have all the students write the class rules in their books. In English and in Malagasy, to stay one psychological step ahead of the game. Last year, I didn’t do that and I paid with gray hair.

My fellow PC Volunteers at PCTC, the training center near Mantasoa.
Rebekah Bresee, Peace Corps volunteer in Madagascar
Malagasy Children from small town on the Fianarantsoa-Côte Est (FCE) railway.

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