hi little anita!
yesterday at no frillz they were playing camera obscura. that was awesome.
my english teacher in grade seven liked to put people into groups based on how ‘smart’ they were. in grade freakin’ seven. he wore this orange sweater. i remember we had to do literature circles and he put us into groups of five and assigned books based on how well he thought we could read. so all the ‘smart’ kids would be in one group. i had to read walk two moons. there was some quote about never judging someone unless you walked two moons in their moccasins. i never got the moccasins part. or the two moons part. just the walking part i think. good timez yo. at lunch he would let some girls stay inside during recess while the rest of us were stuck in the cold. they’d put their feet on his desk and he would talk to them. i think once he called someone fat. he told me i need to work on how i spoke. there was this one girl he loved in particular. i think he ‘converted’ to hinduism in hopes of wooing her. we had this stupid speech competition and he would always say ‘BE LIKE (name of girl he wanted to woo)’ or SPEAK LIKE _____. i remember writing that down in my notebook…and then wondering why. i think he used to be in the military. that was the year i moved to canada. it was so strange. he was horrible.
some nights are so alonely awawawa
i found some more folders of photos from india. parts of our trip i forgot about. so nice to look through them all.
i got an update about the training at the leprosy colony. things are going really well. the women have all been learning and sewing. and making things they feel like showing off, even. the man who helped me with the grant application went to india on a trip, and he visited the colony on his last day there. he promised me he would try his best to go, and he did! which is totally awesome. he said all the women were bringing him things that they made. they made a skirt and shirt to send back with him to give me. he lives in british colombia, so i don’t know how he’s gonna get it to me, but i can’t wait to see. i kinda wish i was there right now. that would be so nice. but hearing it is also nice.
words are so nice. face to face or through an email or even when my momma told me this news over the phone yesterday.