12 more days...

So PST is coming to a close. Wow, only 12 more days until I go from being a PCT to a PCV. How exciting. Some bad news. We went from 47 strong to 45. We lost two from the group for personal reasons. I guess Peace Corps isn’t for everybody. We are two weeks into the practica and things are going really well. Paul and I did two days of First Aid training to the middle and younger aged kids and I think it went pretty well. We taught them how to react in an emergency situation, what numbers to call in Armenia, and how to treat a puncture wound, cut, ankle sprain, and various burns. Paul is really animated so it worked out really well for the kids (and keeping their attention).

I play guitar... a lot

Today we meet the A-16s in a fierce game of kickball. They have their mid-service conference and we are going to meet them tomorrow after class and have a good friendly game of kickball. We will win because we are better...

Sunday, we have our community projects. We are going to have several booths set up and give out a brochure about different health related topics. There will be some nurses there to help out as well. It should go pretty well. After the community project, things should go downhill from there. Megan, Victoria and I have two days of teaching basic anatomy and then Lisa and I teach about dental hygeine. Should be pretty interesting. Im having a really good time teaching, even if it is in another language. Im excited about my permanent site and starting to teach on my own. To be honest, my language has kind of hit a wall because we have so many other things going on that I don’t keep up with the studying, and when that much information gets crammed into your head, its hard to keep it all straight. From what I understand, when I get to my permanent site, things will change and my language will pick back up. Im not too worried.

This evening, I was walking about from Davids house and Mike, Paul and I stopped at a bridge and looked at the sky. It was almost one of the coolest things I had experienced. It seemed like there was a halo of clouds all around us, us being in the middle, and there was lightning flashing all around us. It was really nice to watch all that. It was nice until we realized we were on a bridge and we were the tallest objects in the area. After that... I ran home. I got home and started to eat my dinner. At this point it was 10 at night. I was half way through eating one of bo-beep’s sheep when, without warning, the lights went out. There I was just sitting there trying to figure out how to get the fat and bone off the meat. Great. No problem though because my host brother came in and flashed light directly into my eyes while I ate. I got to talk to Dad and wish him Happy Birthday.

So, I guess at this point I really don’t have too much more to say. Im starting to take advantage of the little time I have here to hang out with my friends and family. The days are really flying by. Im just excited about swearing in. For the ceremony, my village may or may not be orchestrating a chorus to sing a song that we wrote. Somewhere in there, there was an idea of having a dance number. Ill keep you posted but I don’t think it will get that far... I don’t think I will let it get that far.

All for now, until next time.