The Phone
March 16
Here in Kenya mobile phones are used by just about everyone. I realize that some don’t have a phone, but most people I come in contact with do have a mobile phone. What’s so interesting and different from how we, Americans, use the phone. Here in Kenya, if your phone rings, you answer it no matter what the heck you are doing. If you are in the middle of a conversation you ignore the person you are talking to and answer you phone. In America, that is considered just plain ole rude. But here it’s the norm. When it happens to me I always think, ‘what I’m not important to you?’ Silly I know, but it’s the truth.
The second thing with the phone that I think is so different is how people talk and say goodbye on the phone. In America we usually say goodbye, see ya, later dude, or I’ll chat at ya later, at least something like that. Here in Kenya, well not so much. I’ve been hung up on, and literally dismissed without a second thought. Not one person has said to me ‘goodbye’ after our conversation on the phone. Now I’m just talking Kenyan’s here OK. It’s so odd to me. This reminds me of good phone manners that my grandfather insisted on. You always greet the person with “Hello John, how are you?” and then end the call with “Goodbye, Good day, and thank you.’ Here it just doesn’t happen. I’m not sure why either. It’s something I haven’t figured out yet. Maybe I won’t , but then again maybe I will. HA
Rain
It started raining last night, and it rained all night long. I woke up with a headache, you know the kind that is in the front of your head in your sinus’ and it just won’t go away. Well, it’s still raining at it’s 11am. It’s not raining hard, but it’s constant. I guess today I get to experience mud, red mud and from what I’ve been told it gets all over everything. Should be a fun day. LOL
School
It seems the Kibomet Secondary student’s don’t think my English class will be counted towards their grades/marks. WOW are they in for a surprise or what?
OH MY the power is out again!!! I just don’t get it here in Kenya it happens all the time. It drives me nuts. really it does.
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