It's that time again, time of eggnog, Christmas carols, gift-wrapping, and tree-hunting, though here in Burkina, actually none of those things are true. Nevertheless, I am in the mood for the holiday season, even if Nat King Cole and John and Yoko have to serenade me alone in my African dirt hut. Alas... Christmas in Burkina is a special time, like in the States, and the schoolkids are happily on vacation until early January. However, as half the population is Muslim, Christmas is seen in the same light as Ramadan and Tabaski. Just another holiday to greet eat rice and chicken and greet all the neighbors and friends. So I have been trying to share a bit of the American Christmas spirit with my Burkinabe friends:
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| Members of my girls' club, decorating Christmas cookies at my house |
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They had absolutely no concept of Christmas cookies, but they dove right in and created some masterpieces...
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They used alot of frosting.
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Don't worry, I haven't been too upset this holiday season; there definitely been no sulking around for me these days. I have been too busy enjoying my free time in village and down the road, in Chad and Tana's village. This year, I witnessed the annual sugarcane field burning...it was insane:
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| Chad, Tana, and I in front of the fiery inferno |
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Scary, eh? I wonder what the passing cars on the road thought?
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I have also started the preparations for my big Christmas vacation world map project. It's been alot of work thus far, but on Monday, with all the 4th grade students, things are going to get wild. I can't wait till it's done!
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Empty wall, on the side of the grade school...
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Wall being cemented...
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| Just the usual, strapping things to the bikes |
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More help from my lovely PCV neighbors!
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| Finished gridded wall |
That's all for now...heading back to Toussiana for Christmas! Happy holiday season to everyone back home...I'll be thinking of you all :)
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