More of my home..

I need to do laundry. I guess it'll be more fun on the roof than in the basement of a dirty dorm.



The door on the second floor is my own. The one below it leads to the shower.










Moussa is 9, and helps me with my French and Wolof. He had a lot of fun pretending to poke himself with the Obama button I gave him. He also had a lot of fun making me eat a mystery snack..which turned out to be ketchup on an olive, which makes sense I guess - I like pizza. He also has shared his bissap juice, his pizza and his candy with me. I haven't met a nine year old boy like him before! I can't imagine sharing my candy at that age...or, well, at any age really!

Moussa also came with me when I went to buy a 10 liter bottle of water, and tried to carry it back for me. His sister, who is 2 (and a half) was also very helpful, bringing me toilet paper right to my room. She also shares her candy, but only after she's enjoyed it for a little.