This weekend I steeled myself on saturday to jaunt down to DC to have brunch with a visiting friend and my language pod (and associates gathered when back stateside)
So when I was in the Peace Corps in Mozambique we had 2.5 months of training - in language, culture and health. We were put in the same village with a section of people (living with different host families), and lived closest to the people we were going to be in the same training group as. Our group consisted of Jenny, Me, Kevin, and Lily. Jorge and Veronica as well, but they were not able to make it.
Jenny and Brian
Lily and Eliav! who were visiting from Portland/Seattle! I haven't seen Lily since getting back! yay!
quality mimosas were consumed ;)
A happy language pod!
We were directed to look how we felt during most of the training (i was trying really hard to look angry and frustrated, but kinda laughing at the idea! hah)
note: trying to learn a language in 10 weeks while being away from home, friends, family and in a totally strange culture is HARD. but you really want to. because no one around you can communicate with you! so when you get frustrated and are full of questions about how this STUPID (ok not stupid i <3 portugues) language works and the language instructor insists on saying "calma" (ie. calm down) ... ARG. I always felt like saying "I will NOT be fucking CALMA ... I want to know this NOW. BLAAARG" and i don't even know where to start about zanguza ... (our first language instructor)
how our group felt when we got chocolate.
Story: on a particularly frustrating language session at Kevin's host families house (kevin is pictured on the left) we finally got a 15 min break. We were sitting around in his room and he brings out a bag of quality chocolate. Note this chocolate had been sent from the states, and had melted into a formless lump by the time it got to Mozambique. ... it was the best thing EVER. we took a spoon and just devoured it! We got such a high! And it turned us into truant students ... the break lasted a good while longer than the instructor had planned! all the while we were giggling like school children and going 'shhhhh.'
chocolate ... our drug of choice.