Three months,
countless hours of language training,
countless hours of cultural training,
countless rolls of injera,
countless moments spent laughing because you said urinefall instead of waterfall,
and countless conversations awkward conversations with our host families have come to an end.
PST is over.
Last week I swore in as an official Peace Corps Volunteer.
Now after a week of consolidation due to unforeseen issues I am finally going to site.
Living in a town of 2,500 people, where a fridge is not a thing, its a good day if the power is on, and I hope access to water is constant.
Never have I felt more ready to start this chapter of my experience.
My goals going into this:
-improve my language skills
-make true relationships with community members
-make a lasting impression in my community
-learn as much as possible from those around me
-teach one person something that will better their life
-help one person better others lives through shared knowledge
I understand that I am not here to change the world.
But if I can change one persons world, then I have change their world.
