Volunteer time is when I notice and appreciate the weekends. For clergy, the energy and excitement ramps up for Sat and Sun, but in the rest of the world, Friday is the start of time off.so here it is.
Apparently that sentiment was shared by some of our local teens (I assume that is the age range) because a trap set has been going for about 3 hours now. maybe metal garbage cans. Either that or the local Mosque is very Praise-y. Anyway it is quiet now. Very peaceful, just a few crickets.
The roof of the school is a big open courtyard with high walls. We have had all the classes up there this week (with the exception of the Truly Unruly 5s) for some space to do head-shoulders-knees and toes without bump in yum rinse on the desk. It has gone pretty well, although there is a large grate suitable to swallow any of the 3s and a cord/wire of some kind that is always in the way. Still the sun is up and it is only 27 stairs from our floor to the roof. After the 27 from the street to the classroom. I am eschewing my stair master workout for a while.
To celebrate the end of the week (and our apparent survival) we ventured uptown for fun shopping like postage stamps and bandaids. I got very excited to find a “librarie” but it as a photo copy store. We had a pastry and coffee. apparently Azrou is not big enough for a Dairy Queen - sort of like Gilman, IA.
We are the only 2 western women. Just about everyone over high school wears a headscarf and long dress, but you do see the fancy shoes peek out sometimes. However we are not hassled and free to be the only women in the coffee shop - as long as we stay out of the way of the TV when soccer comes on. Just like home.
Apparently that sentiment was shared by some of our local teens (I assume that is the age range) because a trap set has been going for about 3 hours now. maybe metal garbage cans. Either that or the local Mosque is very Praise-y. Anyway it is quiet now. Very peaceful, just a few crickets.
The roof of the school is a big open courtyard with high walls. We have had all the classes up there this week (with the exception of the Truly Unruly 5s) for some space to do head-shoulders-knees and toes without bump in yum rinse on the desk. It has gone pretty well, although there is a large grate suitable to swallow any of the 3s and a cord/wire of some kind that is always in the way. Still the sun is up and it is only 27 stairs from our floor to the roof. After the 27 from the street to the classroom. I am eschewing my stair master workout for a while.
To celebrate the end of the week (and our apparent survival) we ventured uptown for fun shopping like postage stamps and bandaids. I got very excited to find a “librarie” but it as a photo copy store. We had a pastry and coffee. apparently Azrou is not big enough for a Dairy Queen - sort of like Gilman, IA.
We are the only 2 western women. Just about everyone over high school wears a headscarf and long dress, but you do see the fancy shoes peek out sometimes. However we are not hassled and free to be the only women in the coffee shop - as long as we stay out of the way of the TV when soccer comes on. Just like home.
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