In America we have
names for the seasons: spring, summer, autumn, winter. In Togo we
also have names for the seasons, which translate in English to:
rainy, dusty, hot, dry. Do we romanticize the seasons in America with
pretty names? Spring is rainy,
summer is hot, winter
is dry... Perhaps we
do, perhaps we also are not as connected with the conditions of the
earth and the weather. No matter the season, in America, my diet is
the same, my water still comes from a faucet – both hot and cold,
on demand, and is never limited – I can always find a comfortable
temperature in my house, and both my work and my weekly schedule
remain constant.
Here in Togo, it is always hot. I have worn a long-sleeved shirt less
times than I have fingers and I have worn a sweatshirt once, when I
was in an overly air-conditioned office. Sunscreen is required
year-round – and yes, this includes dusty and rainy season.
However, even though my wardrobe remains constant, the features of my
surroundings change with the seasons. By the end of rainy season, the
grass in fields is taller than I am. In dusty, hot, and dry season,
the crackly grass has been burned and reveals piles of trash –
mostly plastic bags used for food or water. At least I don't have to
worry about hidden snakes.
The other weekend, my sitemate, Ta'Mar, and I decided to escape our
usual dusty season scenery and visit a friend, Arvo. Arvo lives in a
small village located near a Togolese National Park. Although the
area was not glowing green and the rivers were not overflowing, the
motorcycle ride there was enough to convince me that yes, I do belong
in Togo – at least for these next two years.
Loving your posts, Sarah!!! And also the beautiful pagne dress you have there! :) Keep 'em coming and keep up the good work (loved your February post about creative ways to teach sanitation!) Be well, friend! xo Kaitlin
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