Feeling tired and cranky. Which I shouldn't be given that I had a relaxing and fun weekend. M remarked that I wasn't acting tempetuous until this morning when I was getting ready for work. Sigh.
On Friday we had dinner with two couples who teach at the international school and it was great fun to talk about an alternate view of life in Ouagadougou. I didn't know, for example, that the majority of kids at the school come from missionary families, which leads to interesting dilemmas. One of the teachers said that a number of parents requested that he teach creationism (or whatever it's called now - intelligent design?) in addition to or in place of evolution. They also said that every year when it's time to organize the prom there are parents who refuse to let their kids attend because their particular brand of Christianity forbids dancing. Anyway, we had an absolutely delicious marinated beef salad with spring rolls and a garlicky vinegar dressing, with coconut rice pudding to finish.
It was great to see Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire on Saturday afternoon. Even better that HP:GOF was shown at the international school on Friday night so all the kidlets went then and there were only three other viewers, all adults, on Saturday. So I was able to yell out "Die, Muggle, die!" and "Stupid Hufflepuff!" without anyone casting aspersions.
Sunday evening was the returned Peace Corps volunteer potluck. I allowed myself a Martha Stewart moment by bringing little cards to identify the pasta salad (I made pesto instead because we have so much basil) and the carrot cake (with inadequately whipped cream since I couldn't find any powdered sugar for the cream cheese icing). A good time was had by all, especially during a long discussion about different kinds of games. My boss proposed the Epidemiology Game where players have to prevent the spread of disease on the African continent. (I guess you'd have to come up with a catchier title then "the Epidemiology Game.") I was a little worried that I was no longer on the PC director's "approved" list because I told a group of education volunteers that what I missed most about teaching was corporal punishment. But it seemed like all was forgiven.
Oh, that was in reference to some smart-aleck consultant's remark during a USAID partners meeting I attended in Morocco. He said something was a Mickey Mouse indicator. If I recall correctly it was along the lines of "number of elderly poo-bahs with funny hats who hand-fluff their couscous exactly three times."
One of the teachers said that a number of parents requested that he teach creationism (or whatever it's called now - intelligent design?) in addition to or in place of evolution. They also said that every year when it's time to organize the prom there are parents who refuse to let their kids attend because their particular brand of Christianity forbids dancing.
Wow! It's just like my high school!
Apparently the missionary dynamic changed considerably when the civil war in Cote d'Ivoire broke out. There was a Christian boarding school in Bouaké that hosted a lot of the missionary kids in West Africa. When CI was evacuated the school closed down and the kids transferred to schools in the surrounding countries.
at least you martha stewart moment didn't end you up in jail...
that would probably be the baptists who are frightened of what dancing will lead to. though they may not be the only ones. what a terrible attitude to be trying to spread in africa.
sounds like a fun weekend! no wonder you felt grumpy on monday.
This is the first time I've been in a place where the majority of Americans are missionaries. Heck, the one Filipino family here are Baptist missionaries.
The funny thing is that during the annual softball tournament, which had a heavy missionary presence from Niger, Mali, and Burkina Faso, there was (1) a huge turnout on Sunday and (2) lots of colorful swearing.