![]() I think I might just be falling in love with Africa… :) I honestly don’t think I’ve ever laughed so hard over the course of 5 days before! You know those people you meet that are just naturally funny? The ones that don’t even need to make a joke to make you cry tears. Half the students on the trip I met for the first time, which is quite sad considering that they were in most of my classes… But most importantly, three, I began to build relationships with great people. The trip was so great for so many reasons! One, obviously, is that I got to go on a safari and see animals (that, in itself, is pretty awesome) Two, I got time away from school and home to explore this new continent that I live in. But I’m so glad I (well really my mom) made me go. Like, unfortunately “falling sick” or something. Its funny to think that a week prior to leave for my school trip, I DIDN’T WANT TO GO. Its like having a good voice but not singing or owning a tv but never watching it it just doesn’t make sense. It just doesn’t make sense to live in Africa and not have gone on a safari yet. I’ve definetely come a long way. A change of heart? I’d say that’s an understatement! :) Not in a way that I want to stay here for the rest of my life (God-forbid haha ) but in a way that’s like, I’m going to be here whether I like it or not and I might as well make the most of it. I was scared, anxious and not ready to accept where I am now…īut now, I love it here. It wasn’t Africa I didn’t like, it was more of the fact that I had to leave the only other place that I new and be forced to start over.I was mad with myself, my family and well, anything else that had to do with this move. Then, words couldnt describe how much I hated where I now lived. The night I flew into Dar for first time, we went to that very same resturant and, not that it makes a difference, but coincidently, I sat in the same seat. It all just hit me a couple of days ago when I went out for dinner at an outside pizzeria with my family…. I know I can speak for myself when I say that I’ve come a LONG way since when I first moved to Africa. Life, friends, family, everything! But most importantly, emotions and feelings change. i’ve realized that I’ve just gone on a ridiculous rant about a simple concept but there may be some truth to it, right? Because if we allow people to open up and share their feelings then maybe, when the time is right, they’ll get a chance to express how good they really feel. Instead, it seems that we've just memorized what we should respond and question people. Its like we’re programmed robots who have alert systems that make sure we never give away more than a smile (or for that matter, a fake one).Īlright, alright. I mean, if you think about it, do people actually care to know how you’re doing? Do they really want to know about how you feel like crap around some of your friends? Or that you can’t seem to hide that fact that your family is falling apart? Okay so those are seriously the extremes, but last time I checked, no one asked me how my morning was and what made it that way. With all that combined, I was definetely not good. I woke up late, got into an argument with my mom, had to deal with friendship drama and to top it off, my grades the past week were less than satisfactory. When my friend asked “ how are you”, I answered, without effort, “ good” and so did everyone else around me too. So it was just a typical Tuesday morning when I came to school and joined my friends at the usual spot before class and went through the usual “ hi”, “ hey”, “ what’s up”, etc….
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