Today was the first day of model school, where I got to pretend to be a teacher. I've never been so overwhelmed. It was hard for so mnay reasons. The morning was completely unorganized as I'm learning a lot of the school system is. i taught for 2 hours and felt like I'd just run a marathon at the end, it was completely draining. I was definitely near tears. This has really been a rough last few weeks for me. After that we had to come back and have more training sessions. At about 4 pm they said oh and if you have any issues you need to bring up to the head person do so now because we're telling you your final sites by 6pm. yeah, i had a minor heart attack. But I hadn't changed my mind so I didn't go talk to her. In the initial interview I said I wanted as urban as possible. close to the coast, and by a hospital so I could volunteer.

I am placed in the second farthest site inland, almost to Senegal. I am in a rural town and i'm not near a hospital. In essence my initial reaction was pissed off. I found out it's a Serahule village (not Mandinka, the language i've been learning) then I was more pissed. But the good things are that it's a richer village, being further inland I can travel surrounding West African countrys. It's about a half hour ride to Basse and the girl there before me loved it. Also I'll be at a basic cycle school grades 1-9 so I'll get to interact with the younger kids more too...