Tuesday, 27 May 2008

Thursday 17th April - A Lazy Day

Thursday the 17th of April
I came back from CPP feeling very tired so decided to not set my alarm clock. I slept in till 8:30 which is a very luxurious lie in because church is from 7 to 7:30 and so to bath before church I have been used to setting my alarm for 6:10. I found out that Helping Hands School was not on so decided to do all my washing. Today I would relax and have a lazy day. I was being so lazy I decided I could not be bothered to carry the water to my house to wash so I carried my washing down to the pump and cleaned all of it.

I wanted to see Ungotchi and my beautiful golden goat and we went to Kelechi to find out what was going on with her. We were having a nice chat so he invited me to spray bedbugs with him. Rev Peter heard my voice and came out to greet me rubbing a black soap on his hair wearing a towel. He likes to play fight with Kelechi and told him that I should rather spend the day in his company. He said Kelechi’s skin is too dark for me. So I pointed out that Kelechi’s skin is very tight and is covering a very muscular body. And that his own skin even though it is light I do not value colour over youth. We have a lot of funny conversations. Nigerians seem to love insulting each other. You can call someone fat and even threaten to beat someone or chop their hands off then he or she will soon laugh and the next minute they will be friends again. I told him that I could not be choosing between his company and spending the day with Kelechi spraying bed bugs because the insecticide would cause harm to my lungs and that he was currently only wearing a towel as he was dying his grey hairs black. And that the only reason I had come was to find out where my lovely goat had got to so I could check up on it!



My lovely goat!

Ungotchi and I swept and tidied up the goat house and made it neat and clean for the goat to enjoy when it came back from a hard day of grazing. I am planning on getting another female goat and then a male so Amaudo can start breeding goats. I called my mum and asked her to see if she can get the money. She said she is pretty sure she can get it as it will only cost £30 to buy the goats as we already have a house that only needs a quick tidy and a new door hinge and the goat farm will be up and running again! The income generation prospects for this project are very high. It will cost £30 to get the male and the female, a goat’s pregnancy will last three months and even when a goat is quite small it can fetch 4 thousand at market. A big goat can get from 6 to 8 thousand. The goats will cost very little to feed because they can eat the mango leaf and the grasses that grow around the centre. The other good thing about the goat farm means that it is a source of free meat for the residents so this will keep them very happy, as we do not often get to eat meat in the centre.

I asked John Jeremiah to come round today to bring me a document he had written for me when I was questioning him for stories he had from working at Amaudo. He had missed the point and written me an essay on Cerebral Palsy. It was written quite jumbled with the pages stuck together with tape in a way that made me tease him. The content was actually very good and I enjoyed reading it. As someone that knows very little about the condition I feel very pleased with how hard John is trying in his new job. He has only just taken the job at Project Comfort, when I first came to Amaudo he was the friendly barber that showed me round the workshop and showed me the farm.

Evan from Project Comfort was also around so I asked him to join us. They kept me company for a while and I showed them the scrapbook I have been making and fed them juice and chocolate biscuits. I like their company but they refused to stay long in-case the Welfare Officer (V/Rev Timothy) was to come back and find them in my house. I told them that they were being silly and that I had already told him I had invited John last night and he said it was fine. Everyone here is very scared of Welfare Officer. Kelechi even said it was his fear of the Welfare Officer that stopped him from coming to talk to me until Diane told him that I needed him to fetch me the snake shedding. I sent them both away with books to borrow and paper to return to me when they had drawn me beautiful drawings to keep in my scrapbook.

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