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Graduation Picture, 6th form

These are my graduating 6th formers, at Mazengo Secondary School, Dodoma, Tanzania, 1989. I taught A- and O-level maths at this all-boys school (there was one girl, the daughter of another maths teacher). In this picture, we are all happy and hopeful!
The Fan Milk Man

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Dropping the Fan Milk Man

I am an avid road cyclist have ridden as much as 105 miles in day, and when I was racing, I rode as much as 5,000 miles in a year. I like to think that I can ride pretty fast. In Benin Peace Corps gave all volunteers a fairly nice Trek mountain bike to use to get around on since we didn’t have a motorcycle or a car. It was so hot in Benin that I couldn’t really enjoy riding for exercise, so I was a little out of shape. I was still riding a lot for transportation purposes, so ...
Soma!

After opening the first public library in my district, school children flooded in during school holidays for impromptu English lessons and hygiene and sanitation classes. The children were most enthralled by the hygiene cartoons we showed them and I would often hear them singing the songs outside of the library.
A Bear of a Laundry Day

Our 6 year-old host brother's attempt at hanging out the laundry to dry...
Is this in America?

Shaka, a five year old that lives in my concession. Number one asked question of all time, is _______ in America? It could be anything, a cat, chair, sandal, rice, etc. This time he asked if there is a machine like this one in America, I did not know for sure, so I just said there are machines and maybe one in America is the same.
Piece of Meat

I eat with my host family for lunch and dinner. I have to say I am a very lucky volunteer, because my family cooks very well. Most meals are served with some meat or fish and at the end my host mother divides it up so every one gets a portion. One day after I finished lunch and gave my blessings of thanks, I walked into my hut to take a multi-vitamin. Seconds later, five-year old, Shaka flies by my door screaming and crying; immiediately I think oh no someone is going to hit him. I walk outsi...
In the Bush

Koniaba and I after our day in the bush. Collecting shea fruit in the bush is like a long Easter egg hunt, walking back 2 miles with a bunch of it balanced on your head is kind of difficult. Maybe next year I'll be able to say "Hey look, no hands!'
How do you say massage?

During a training break in our homestay village, Peace Corps Volunteer Matt receives a massage from a local boy. One of the many benefits of speaking a local language.
Reconciliation

Today I was thinking about post-Peace Corps service and what it was going to be like going back to the states. I tried to imagine the reverse culture shock that I hear so much about and how it was going to affect me. I started to think about all the things I really love and miss about the States and it really got me thinking about my experience in Namibia thus far. Don’t get me wrong, I love America. I never realized how truly wonderful it is until coming here. I miss so much about it that I...

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