Last Friday I had an upset stomach and the whole neighbourhood was informed of my embarrassment as I was escorted by a full procession of four Teachers from the school to one of the teacher’s houses which is only few doors up from the School. Dianne was kind enough to offer me the use of her toilet as it is a ‘good toilet’ which really means that it is more than a hole in the ground.
I have been so grateful and until I developed trouble down below, it has been a mutually enjoyed meander as we two ‘black and white’ (as Dianne likes to say) friends pass by her own friends and neighbours up to her house and back. We communicate in broken English, with me labelling English names for the things she points out. We delight in this relaxed time together. I for the opportunity to revel in her unconditional friendship and her at having a celebrity guess visiting her home giving her much Kudos amongst her neighbours.
Dianne takes particular enjoyment from showing me off to people she knows, including her husband Rodney who has spent most of his day off work washing clothes! He shows me great kindness in using his home and honours me by holding my hand after I joke with Dianne that she has a good husband as he washes the clothes.
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