I went to make an announcement over the village’s pa system
that we will be opening the library for a few hours tomorrow.
When I got back, Don Juan was about to pee in the patio.
About 10 steps from the toilet.
Admittedly it is raining pretty hard, and the walk to the
toilet is very muddy. It is easier to literally just whip out your penis and
pee out your front door. But, my goodness. No wonder I have giardia (parasite
number 3? 4? I don’t know, I lost count). Why can’t he see that the answer to
his inconveniences isn’t do something unhealthy. It is to take a day to build
something to fix the problem with the resources you have.
He didn’t hear the door open and close, he didn’t know I was
there. So, before I could accidentally see anything I said, “Hi dad” loudly in
quechua. He was startled and
embarrassed he asked me to please excuse him. I giggled and smiled like I
didn’t know what was about to happen (playing dumb always works) and headed straight
to my room.
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