This is a feast for all those mothers who must witness their children suffering. They sow in sorrow; may they reap in joy.
FYI, Kadeghe just came in the common room and non-chalantly noted that he just almost stepped on a cobra. I'll avoid walking on unlit paths. (As I mentioned in an earlier posting, though, traffic is something to be more careful of.) Incidentally, there's a weekly rotation of teachers; that means that Kadeghe is not teaching me and instead Moreto is -- an excellent teacher, too.
Is there no one who could have warned me about all these prefixes in Swahili?
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