This is How Beyoncé Must Feel

The days and nights are flying by. Even though it has only been 3 weeks I fell like I have lived here for years. The temperature has dropped to a cool and breezy 90 degrees which is a much needed reprieve. In the morning I get up around 5 am to go jogging for a few miles before the sun rises. On my way, women balance buckets of water and pounds of firewood on their heads swaying to and fro gracefully. I can barely place my foot in front of the other without stumbling over a rock but they seems to have the path memorized.

Family life is progressing without a hitch. My family has embraced me as one of their own and find any possible reason to bring up my African lineage. My father is convinced that I am his long lost niece and that my ancestors were from Togo…. I guess it’s not too far fetched of an idea. He calls me Ms. California because I only eat 2 plates of food instead of 3 or 4 so he says that I must be on a “regime” (diet) lol!

I have also become very popular on my side of town and now all of the kids know my name and they do not hesitate to scream out ASHALAY!!! At the top of their lungs. Every morning and everynight I am greated by 40 children and their parents who get so much pleasure from shouting my name, touching my hands, giving me hugs, and hearng me say “good morning” back. This is how Beyoncé must feel everyday! I haven’t decided if I like it but it sure beats being called YOVO!

My French is getting much better. I am able to follow conversations and respond accordingly. One negative aspect of this is that I feel like my English is quickly diminishing. Since I am getting used to talking at such a basic level in French I am starting to talk that way in English. Even writing this blog entry has proven difficult as I am having trouble expressing myself as I would normally. I guess that’s what happens when you take 4 hours of French a day and only speak French at home. Next week I start local language classes and will be learning to speak Ewe! I’m so excited but a little nervous as well.

I get to the internet café about twice a week so send me emails and pictures, I’d love to hear from you!

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