life here in South Africa can be a bit different than in the USA. life in a rural town like Mokopane can be even more different. life in a village, well that provides some good stories.
there are 2 new American girls living in the area. they are part of the Peace-Corps. one is from Michigan and one is from Kentucky. being from Ohio myself makes us all kind of like neighbors...well in a round about way. they are both working at drop-in centers that i visit often so we get to chat ever now and then.
the other day I was at the center to do a training and I was chatting with one of the girls about how we have these crazy things happen to us and so often no one to share the experience with. I can't tell you how many times in a week I wish I had a video camera following me. there are these moments when I just can't get to my camera fast enough and moments when it wouldn't matter if I had a camera cause no one would believe what just happened...
so I started my training. it goes well, nothing too crazy happens. I'm almost done when the door to the room opens. its not odd to have people coming and going, but when i look over i see 4 guys walking in. carrying a cow carcass. each one holding a leg.
they made their way through my training and into the center's kitchen. I just stood there. unbelievable.
I looked at my new American friend and we both just smiled. welcome to the village.
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