In which I survive a tropical illness, interact with the local healthcare system, and learn some lessons along the way.
Tag: kitindi
All our needs are met, but this is not without monotony or precarity. Take food, for example. That’s something that we’ll never run out of, but now, over 80 days in the village, is beginning to be very repetitive…
According to ourworldindata.org, there are about 190,000 deaths and over twice as many births (385,000) per day around the world. Given my stage of life, I have tended not to experience close proximity to either. However, living in Kitindi means that the frequency of both occurrences is higher than I’ve otherwise experienced.
Last Friday, I finished my fourth week of teaching at Union Academique de Kitindi. It’s been an interesting time to say the least. Like many things in Congo, our local school is full of contradictions. It has set structures, rules, and procedures, but these are constantly met by breaches, compromise, and, sometimes, counterproductive enforcement.
I went to church, and it was nice. There were lots of kids and, also, a chicken.