Tuesday 23rd

Ok, so I was teaching again today. I have been so impressed by the guys behaviour so far. I teach 8 guys, aged 17 to 22 and they are so good.

First of all, this is their school holidays. They come to the office four mornings a week to study, during the holidays. Then they sit there, pretty much in silence, and do the work. There's no argument, backchat or attitude, no aggression, obscene gesturing or swearing. They behave better than I do in my tutorials. Most of them even do the homework I set. So impressed. (One guy handed in his book, but hadn't actually done the work. Love it! I used to do, sorry, never did that at school).

This afternoon I went to Ubuzima for the meeting. We're still making beads, but at a more leisurely pace, if that's possible. Alice and Julienne were braiding Marita's hair.

I walked home with Jean Claude and Jash. On the way I saw a dead chameleon on the path. It was the first one I had ever seen in the wild, and I mentioned that it was a pitty that the first one I saw should be dead. Jash told me to look up, and lo and behold the tree was full of them. Of course I reached out to grab one, much to the horror of my friends and passers by. It took me about ten minutes to persuade everyone that chameleons are harmless, and that I would be gentle. They're surprisingly light, have three toes on each foot and are very fragile. This one's name was Larry.

Sadly, not many people here have much experience with photography, and I was sadly decapitated in this photo.