Group XVI stories
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Most of us Ag/Rds had transportation. We traveled around and visited our wheel less teacher volunteers in our area. This opened up all kinds of local opportunities for different food and festivals. | Most of us Ag/Rds had transportation. We traveled around and visited our wheel less teacher volunteers in our area. This opened up all kinds of local opportunities for different food and festivals. | ||
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Revision as of 02:52, 1 November 2007
Nigeria VXI has some great stories.
Training Stories
- Who was it who told me "Chris this is the first time I have seen pig not encased in plastic."
- Did anybody else get a box of cookie crumbs in Nigeria from the charming ladies in the language labs?
- Who remembers a "fat back test"?
- In the first week, I put my arm around my Igbo instructor and proudly announced that "He is my elephant", in front of other Igbo instructors outside the dining hall.
Party Stories
Face it, Nigeria XVI organized some great parties for the Nigerian Peace Corp Volunteer Nation. There was the Umehia (sp) Agricultural College festival. Featuring music, a roasted cow, a 55 gallon drum of fruit and white lightning, just for starters. Where the breathern from all other regions quietly drifted away from the far corners of Nigeria to attend, dragging their more timid acquaintances along for the ride.
Just in the East, there was a least one small gathering in Calabar, an overnight on an Opopo Beach and then there was Port Harcourt, perhaps our regional debriefing?
Most of us Ag/Rds had transportation. We traveled around and visited our wheel less teacher volunteers in our area. This opened up all kinds of local opportunities for different food and festivals.
How I got my nickname Story1
