I’m learning Kiswahili, slowly by slowly. Wadio wadio. Pole pole.
Today we found out the one-legged chicken is named Trixie.
For Creative Art class, we were talking about different types of songs. For religious songs, we sang Cast Your Burdens and Father Abraham. For National Anthems, I sang the American national anthem. The kids told me it was “nice, but too long”. I was surprised I even remembered it.
The scene was a strange one. Me, sitting in the plastic chair, screeching “Oh Say Can You See” over the blaring radio and squawks of Trixie, while my two charges watch in wonder at this weird mzungu.