I know I didn't come all the way to Botswana just to get pancaked trying to cross the street, but if I don't start looking right first before I cross, I might just become African roadkill.
This is just one of the colonial remnants that I'm having a hard time adjusting to here. Trying to spell things with the letter 'Z' (zed) or talk about band-aids (plasters) are some other difficulties.
However, I am having no trouble dealing with tea time. As they say in Setswana, "Ke kopa tea thata!" I like tea time a lot! I never drank tea at home, but I think I will start when I get back. It's a great pick-me-up in the morning!
Some pictures of our classroom. We learn Setswana and hear speakers here.
