Christy in Namibia - Peace Corps

Some days start out well.  On other days, like today, you get stung by a stinging ant within the first 20 minutes of waking up and it stings all day long.  However, the start of the day isn't always indicative of how the rest of the day will be. And today, that was so very true. I got the BEST NEWS EVER today! As I was leaving grade 7A and was carrying on to grade 6A's classroom for their lesson, I asked for someone from 7A to please bring the class set of textbooks back to my desk. One of the brightest learners in the class, Anatolia, jumped up for the task. We had to walk the same direction for a bit and as I was turning off to go to grade 6A's class, she quickly said, "Miss!," in order to stop me. I turned, a bit surprised, and asked, "Yes, Anatolia?" Here's what she told me next: "Miss, I just wanted to inform you that my mother received a phone call and I was awarded the scholarship to attend school in Windhoek. So I want to thank you

Hey all! I’m going to stop starting off every blog post with an apology for how long it’s been since I’ve posted. I’ve been here for nearly a year now and I honestly forget to blog! Namibia (and specifically Oshikulufitu) is now home and sometimes it seems silly just to write about everyday goings on at home. Things are going great here. I am so happy and satisfied with life these days. I have a lot of solid connections and friendships here and I am constantly making more… as I was sitting in church this morning and my mind was wandering (tends to happen since the service is in Oshiwambo), I started to think about how insanely fortunate I am to have so many wonderful relationships in my life—all around the globe. I have so many fantastic friends, family members, and family-friends all over the USA. I have a second family in Spain, in addition to lots of great friends. And now I’m lucky enough to call a third country “home” and have a third and fourth family (and maybe more) he