Since arriving in Matholeng, I have periodically asked my host father if I could help him out in the yard. I often feel pretty soft as a PCV, as everyone else in my village seems to have something to do all of the time, and I, once I've finished the school day, basically lounge around reading and feeding myself. This is not, by itself, a bad thing, but when you are the only person lounging, you start to feel like maybe you could be doing something useful. So I was very excited a few weekends back when my host father finally asked me to come help him.
He was cutting grass in the yard to sell for roof-thatching, and he invited my to come tie the grass into bundles. He even suggested that I take some pictures.
