The Traveller is (not) Tired!

It has been long since I wrote a long post. Why? I can’t say. School schedules are going haywire now that things are winding down. I have deadlines almost every week. And I still have to teach. And grade homeworks. And begin packing. And meet up with the final schedules of invites and little goodbye dates that have begun to show up one after another. I feel special. And I feel stressed and worn out. My bones ache. After yesterday’s workout on the basketball court, I realized how much I’ve neglected my muscles and bones. I should exercise more. Should I blame the unpredictable weather again for my lethargy?

Sometime last week, it came to my attention that one of us somewhere on the East Coast has returned home abruptly. He was was sick, and had to be discharged. I’d been in touch with him at the beginning of the year but I didn’t know how serious it was until I heard that he had gone home. I felt sad partly because I wished I had called him more. He used to leave comments occasionally on this blog.

No, I’m not depressed. I’m doing everything to make the last moments count for something. I have a term paper to write about the phonology of Yoruba. Sigh. Heavy stuff, then I’m done. It will be play, basketball and packing. And guest-posts. Until then, I’ll try to work up the time and effort to make a serious/stimulating post sometime before the end of this month :D. Until then, you can go to my Karaoke Page to see a list of my songs and listen to the recordings, or my Youtube channel to see the videos made from scrap video clips and photo slideshows. When I can, I’ll put some of the videos on here.

Adios amigos. Have a nice week ahead.

PS: I was at the Episcopalian Church again today after such a long time of absence. Along with Mafoya, we were the only two black people in church and we looked totally like exotic beings from outer space. When the service was over, everyone wanted to greet us.

Poland!

The horrible news of the death of the Polish President and his wife moved me almost to tears. There were about 96 other people on the plane when it crashed onto Russian soil where the man and the top military brass of the country had gone to celebrate the 70th anniversary of a massacre of some Polish citizens in the old Soviet Union at the beginning of World War II.

More in the Washington Post.

One. Two. Shoot!

An evening out with guys on the basketball outdoor court. Let no one say that we didn’t also try to have fun once in a while.

Pictures from the Rotarians’ Visit

About half a dozen folks from Nigeria are in Edwardsville for six weeks on a Rotary exchange programme, and I was invited to a dinner with them yesterday at the house of my second host parents. They all work in different parts of Nigeria and in different fields, but they have come under the banner of Rotary. The closest I’ve been to this kind of exchange was my six weeks socio-cultural exchange programme in Kenya in 2005 along with three other students of my University. Here are pictures we took there. They were a wonderful, happy bunch, and they still have not yet acclimatized to the environment. We’ll be leaving for Nigeria at about the same time.

Folake on the VOA

My friend, blog contributor, and fellow FLTA Folake from Fayetteville (note the alliteration 😉 ) talks to the Voice of America, here.