It’s a little difficult to charge my computer and draft things, and often the internet works less than I would like. I also left my book of super anecdotes at home. I hope no one has high expectations for me or this writing. I spend about half my day speaking in French. I think for many of us (PCTs), our lives are fairly routine. Six days a week I wake up at 6:15.
The past week we’ve been teaching in a summer school at a middle school near our training site. It’s going reasonably well. My students are at least answering problems correctly. This week and next week we’re covering fraction operations. A member of our stage Early Terminated this week for reasons I think are good. He had a discussion with the training staff in the morning and was on a car to Ouaga by the afternoon for medical and admin processing.
On Thursday, I think, we left Ouaga for a smaller, but still fairly dense city, about three hours away, for training. Before leaving we were given two hours of survival language training in Moore, which is spoken locally (but many people speak French). Our bus arrived at the PC training center in front of a “hanger” or large covered patio, where we got off, sat down, were pulled into a dance (Think of the hokey pokey except that there’s only one foot in, no arms in, and no turning around.
I’ve taken an Education Sector assignment in the Peace Corps in the country of Burkina Faso. Our class of future Volunteers begins Pre-Service Training (PST) tomorrow in Ouagadougou. The class consists of about thirty Trainees placed into the education sector in Burkina Faso. These Trainees will work as science, English, preschool, and math teachers – although their specific responsibilities may vary by their placement. My placement is in math at the junior high level.