Saturday, 22 January 2011
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sai hankuri, again
my thoughts were with my friends this week, as the peace corps program was closed in niger. i can't imagine how it must feel to be uprooted so abruptly from an experience like peace corps, where every day is such a beautiful and bittersweet war. because as much as i loved my two years, every moment was a struggle - a struggle to understand others, to understand yourself, to constantly convince yourself that you're where you need to be. and at the end of the day, i often found that i didn't want to be anywhere else. so to be ripped away from that, from the kind of conviction that takes months to build, the kind of love that comes from a hard-won argument with your own demons... it must be something like being taken out of the race when you're 22 miles in. i used to laugh when nigeriens told me 'sai hankuri' (have patience) in the face of a disappointment or failure; it never seemed like enough. but now i understand that these small words, passed along with a slight shrug of the shoulders and some sympathy, are sometimes all one has to offer. so sai hankuri guys, better days are on the way.
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