Well, Jeremy made this comment while I sat quietly at the local market, waiting almost two hours for our private bus to pick us up and bring us back to St. Lucia. Yes, the very same market where we spent two hours purchasing five things for the nursing home. (Oil, spaghetti, flour, rice, one sack of vegetables.) 5 things that could have been purchased in under 30 minutes, including haggling time. And yes, the very same market that we had to walk over a mile to meet our social worker to show us it's location, which happens to me the block next to our home. So yes, we walked two miles round trip and sat around for four hours to buy 5 grocery items that could have been picked up in a half hour.
Maybe I'm becoming outwardly more patient, but on the inside I'm as aggravated and short-tempered as ever. Does anything ever get done here? Does anything ever happen when it is supposed to happen? Does anyone ever plan ahead more than 15 minutes? Are the words to that Todo song, "I waited and waited down in Africa!"?!
Most days, I see so much promise in the work done by St. Lucia. However too often, I want to body slam my favorite social worker (CSW) to ensure he stays as far away from the projects on which I'm working as possible. But that wouldn't be very polite of me, so instead, I smile and say to myself, "Hakuna Matata. It's Africa!"
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Location:Arusha, Tanzania
1 comment:
Patience? Are you talking about Patience? This is just Patience. (Just a little play on Allen Iverson's rant about PRACTICE!)
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