Today was quite easy as I only had two classes. I still amazes me every time I go to New Askhar refugee camp how well turned out the girls always are. They live in what looks like a rubbish tip but they are always immaculately presented. I will hopefully be able to take some pictures of them on Wednesday if they let me so I can show you all how beautiful they are.
Tomorrow will be different as it will be the last lesson with each of the three classes I will be teaching. So mainly an assessment of the previous 5 weeks worth of lessons and saying goodbyes.
The main thing I was looking forward to today was going to the home of one of my students to eat dinner with her family. I stayed for a good four hours and had some fantastic food. The mother of the household had prepared a special cake of which I was given two slices instead of just one like everybody else. I also had tea, coffee, cola, a different kind of cake, fruit I can't pronounce, water melon, chocolate and much more. That I managed to walk out of the house is a miracle.
It was nice to meet her family though she herself had quite a hard time of it translating for us all. She said she wants to be a translator the first time I met her so tonight she definitely had some practice. From tonights dinner I could see how tough it must be for her having two brothers and living in this society. For example she wanted to show me some places near her home but couldn't because no one was able to chaperone. The whole time I was there we had someone sat with us. I have no problem with the concept of this but being watched for four hours was still a little disconcerting. My friend knew this would be the case but still didn't like it.
I'm hoping anyone reading this will realise why I never name names (as in the last paragraph). Though I would like to as these people are my friends, and it bothers me that I can't acknowledge them properly, it's just better all round if I don't.
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