So did some more Maasai teaching this week and was looking after the beginners which seemed a relatively easy task – teaching weather and so on. Never have I spent such an exhausting 45 minutes! Not that there was anything wrong with my pupils they were perfectly charming but I hadn’t really appreciated that both the guys I was teaching didn’t know how to read or write AT ALL let alone in English.
There is something very strange about teaching two fully grown men (who have spears, knives and the occasional bow and arrow – and one of whom is a medicine man) s-u-n and r-a-i-n.
Luckily I think it went okay but we’ll have to see if they can remember yesterday’s lesson today…
In the sprit of trying new things I think I may have gone a little OTT. Yesterday I jumped out of a plane!
Okay, I was attached to a very nice man from New Zealand called Russell (is it the law that all men from New Zealand are called Russell?) and he had a parachute but it was still jolly scary, exciting, amazing and just about every other adjective.
I can see how it might be quite addictive because as soon as I got down I wanted to do it again! However this is not a practical hobby so I’ll probably try stamp collecting or knitting instead.
Anyway I’m sure I will bore everyone with the photos and the DVD (yes, I decided to have the whole thing filmed!) so I won’t go into too much detail but suffice to say I would recommend anyone who has a chance to do it. Okay, so probably more scenic coming down on a parachute looking at Mount Meru and Kili than say an airfield in Milton Keynes but I ssupect no matter where the location it’s FABULOUS!
