Its been two years.. yes two years,
Time flies so fast that i didn't even hear the buzz of it wings. I didn't realize i left Karonga for such a long time until i woke up this morning only to find myself closing my eyes over and over my eyes trying to remember Chitumbuka words. Two years left me only with a very few words. My heart beat, i hurried to a table where i stuck my books and writing notes. Carefully, i opened again words that i learn in Malawi. Words that brought me closer and closer to my community, to the last mile. i remember i had to often switch languages between tumbuka and english while i was talking to amama and adada and they were just laughing seeing me trying so hard.
I could forget the words, but the memories would never fade. it has special box at the back of my head. Especially when the book where some ( and very few) stories were being written was launched few weeks ago. I could always go back and read and experience the same thing over and over again..
This is the best gift from my adventure in Malawi. Together with two other amazing volunteers who conquered Thailand and Ghana, we worked really hard to have it written somewhere. It was one beautiful coincidence and support from different people, we could packed the stories in one book with beautiful bao bab tree in its orange-ish cover.
