|Our class photo (I'm there, just taking the picture)..|
|Grubbin on some local Wolof dish, called "benechin" meaning "one dish"|
|Dancing the day away.. CRAZY wolof women!|
So after I say “yes, well, the women know class is today, and they can go to both the ceremony and class.” Still, I got the ::psh, yeah right, toubab... we’ll see about that:: looks Not to mention, I was working my butt off to set up so the first class would be ballin! I told myself, “I’ve done ALL I possibly can, now I wait and see...”
2:30pm rolls around and I ring the village gong. BONG. BONG. BONG. The men lazed around the Bantaba (meeting place) – their looks said ::we’ll see NOW how many women come:: I kept myself busy sweeping, hanging things up, pacing.
|Demba teaching about preventing illnesses!|