Yesterday was grueling. We went over, in excruciating detail, how to write a lesson plan, for several hours. There were, however, a few moments where we hit upon some idea or other for a useful project. If nothing else, it was a great lesson in patience and endurance, particularly for a friend in my language group, who’s a college professor in his other life. After that, we had a ‘Moroccan party’ (hefla)- dancing and music and everything but one of the volunteers, who’s on his way to being jimmy buffett JR, stole the show. Biggest hit was probably the Peace Corps Blues, which he made up on the spot. If these pictures work, he’s the guy with the absurd mustache and hair.
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Sunday, March 25, 2012
day off
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The views, opinions, and observations expressed in this journal are my own and in no way reflect the views, opinions, or policy of the Peace Corps, Peace Corps Morocco, governmental or non-governmental organizations.
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