It’s been cloudy all morning, even drizzled, but the sun just broke through. All the colors in the Petit Marche are jumping in the wind-- the reds and whites of the shade umbrellas covering the bowls of produce for sale, the pagnes hanging and blowing as walls. Even the stacks of phone cards, cigarettes and mystery medicines seem bright as the nerandiko boys carry them above their heads selling them to who will buy. Women in complés with their heads covered zipping by on motorcycles, the chipping paint of store fronts, the long white jabbas on the men…it all looks fresh again. The sun, this force we try to hate but are nothing without. In the rain, everyone in their puffy jackets claiming the cold is sweet, but their hands shiver near the small fires where they prepare chai. The rainy season is really here. There are vegetables in the market and we sleep with blankets.
However, my sister arrived on Friday for her study abroad program and claims that the nights are too hot for sleep. Maybe I have grown more used to this place than I think. Kate and the 17 other students she’s here with had their naming ceremony on Saturday night. She is Kaidiya, or the Zarma pronunciation: Kadija. It’s so fun having her here, and her dorm is nearly walk-able from our hostel here in Niamey. I can’t wait until she can actually come to see my village. Some people tell me she looks like me, but mostly they say, “a ga hima Sediku,” she looks like Andrew. …and then they say she’s more tan than I am. Alas, when the sun is too hot you live under a shade hangar.
Speaking of Andrew—he was here for almost 4 weeks. We had an incredible vacation through Benin, Togo, Ghana and Burkina Faso (I am attempting to put pictures up on facebook right now, the one above is the night we returned to Niger from Burkina). He’s now been in as many West African countries as I have. …And now he’s on a cruise in Alaska. Life is so hard. It was great to have such a long trip with him and I can’t wait to meet Jeanine (his girlfriend) for Christmas in Paris!!
This is a picture from The Green Turtle Lodge in Ghana where we spent 5 nights...
When we returned from our 3 week trip, my kitten was in fact missing. But he was only zellaying (looking for girlfriends out on the town) and 2 weeks later I found him. Now he leaves whenever I leave and pops in to visit for a few days at a time when I’m home. I try to tell him that he doesn’t need any other women in his life…but men never listen so out he goes. I’ve now tied a strip from little blue pagne around his neck so people will know he’s the anasara cat. He looks quite dapper.
My millet is taller than I am. My moringa trees are growing everyday. I think the third set of tomatos I planted are actually coming up, hurray! I have peanuts and hibiscus and black-eyed peas…I think I even have one lavtande squash and one watermelon. My concession is beginning to look like a little paradise instead of a parking lot.
What else? My radio show is going well. I’m working with Michelle, the volunteer who was here before me to start selling my friend Afoulan’s jewelry in San Fransisco. And when school starts back up in October I’m going to hold a meeting with director/teachers/pta to decide what projects they want done while I’m here. So…If you’ve been really itching to donate to some charity project, I’ll probably have one up on the web by January or February for you to start donating to! If I end up doing something like trying to turn their millet stalk school into a cement school, it could run somewhere about $23,000. Yikes.
So, I think that’s pretty much all that’s been happening lately. I just bumped into Kate in the café I’m in…this is going to be a crazy four months! Bumping into my sister in Niamey! I’m back to Kiota tomorrow, but I’ll be coming back for the new stage’s swear-in and GAD Auction on the 9th and 10th.
Hope all is well back in America. I can’t believe Fall is going to be starting soon. I’m a little jealous… Lots of love and look forward to hearing from all of you!
