A Proud Moment

I have discovered that living in Africa makes you find out things about yourself you never knew. For example, I do not remember things like potty training, or reading/writing my first word, or taking my first step. But you know what, I bet it was the best feeling of accomlishment in the world - having done those things for the first time. I just had one of those moments. I have learned that they are more frequent here, due to the fact that everything you think you know how to do, now means nothing. So it seems like you are doing things for the first time.

Today, I walked all the way to the store and bought my own groceries ALL BY MYSELF :) It was like 50 miles away - ok, not that far. But it seemed like a long way. I was so proud of myself I almost started crying. It's like 30 minutes away on foot, and I hadn't walked that way yet. I didn't get lost and did relatively well. The man at the store followed me around with a basket as I walked through the store. He wanted me to by some chocolate when I told him I was finished. Appartently since I'm white, I would naturally want buy that. Anyway, thought I would tell you - it's funny how you can be so proud of something that seems so childish. I have found myself in that position quite often here. It's a very humbling experience.

The picture is of the side street that leads to the schoolhouse.