I'm back and it feels like I never left. Even the fact that no one in Magulilwa remembers my name (My favorite footballer, Asosa, asked me how Madame Eliza was...)can't ruin it, haha. When we roamed the village with Mario, he asked if they remembered me, and they would always say "Ah, yes, this is the one who played football." I think I'm ok with that.
We only stayed a couple days in Magulilwa because the students are all at home for a holiday. I got to see some of the students who are from Magulilwa, including a former Form III (now Form IV), Tusumege. When we were leaving, she told me to "drive cautiously!", referencing Emily's and my lesson on driving vocabulary and the day we did Simon Says. It was fantastic!
I also ran into two of our Villagers' Class students, Alex and Yuda. Alex gave me a sermon about how wonderful it was to have us there last year, and how sad he and all the other students were that they no longer have an English teacher. That was punctuated by Yuda telling me he still knows all the words to "Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes," and yes, he did sing it for us, and no, it wasn't on key. :)
Now we are in another region west of Iringa visiting a teacher I worked with last year, Danny, and his sister. Minus all the terrible buses, I think the trip is going well. Matt claims he is enjoying himself, so I choose to believe him.
After a couple days here, we head to Morogoro to visit Mario, and then we come home!
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