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Yesterday one of my colleagues at work asked me, “How often do you want to have babies?”
I said, “do you mean how many babies do I want to have or how soon do I want to have babies?”
We stared at each other for a moment and then both started cracking up. He meant exactly what he said, “how often do you want to have babies…every year? Every two years…?”

Today we did our training in the field, which involves presenting a “Market Assessment Toolkit” for vocational trainers and youth. There was a 14 year old boy named Morris in the class who asked “why is it called a toolkit?” Good question. I’d explained earlier that it was like tools in a toolbox- like a hammer, but for your brain. So one of his teachers explained that metaphor to him, and I thought, “this is great, let’s put him in our film!” We’re making a film as part of our project in order to help make sense of the toolkit. As class went on, though I realized the boy was quite cross-eyed, and i thought “ugh, now if I put him on film, it will be so stereotypical, ‘oh look at this poor little cross-eyed african boy’ and people will just focus on that instead of what he’s saying.”
Or else mean people will laugh.
But then i thought, “I’ll be damned if I’m gonna discriminate and not put him in the video because he’s cross-eyed.”
So I had this idea to pull him aside later and have him talk to the teacher so he would be looking at the teacher not the camera, and it wouldn’t be so noticeable. It worked out nicely.
Then later at the end of our training, Morris pulled me aside.
He said, “Nora can you help me with something.”
He took my hand
And I said ok of course.
He said, “I think you might be able to help me… something happened to me”
So I held onto his hand and walked him a few steps away from the school.
Then he said “it’s my eyes. I think something happened to them.”
And i said “oh Morris, i’m so sorry, i wish i could help you with your eyes.”
and then i asked him if he could get to a doctor.
he didn’t know. His mom is in a nearby town, he said.
i asked his supervisors if he could get to a doctor or had resources. They said his grandma could take him, but it didn’t sound very hopeful
this was messed up for two reasons:
1) he thought i had magical American, white lady powers, and i could heal his eyes
2) i can’t.

Over the weekend we had a little break and got to go to the beach in a town called Robertsport. It was great. I surfed a little and we went on a long hike along the coast. Maybe I watched a little too much Lost before I came here, but I’m pretty sure we found a hatch on our walk (peep photo), and then later, we saw “the others” following us in a pirate ship (peep other photo). We got nervous because there was no one else around and you all saw how well “the others” treated Jack and Kate (although I’m only getting updates on season three through emails from my boyfriend so I may have that wrong), but I wasn’t taking any chances so we ran the whole way back. The boat kept following us, though, and getting closer and closer to shore. We didn’t understand why, there were rocks close to the beach, and it was strange that the boat would row so close to them. We kept moving for a half hour until we got back, out of breath, to our tents where our other friends were swimming. It was too late, though. When I turned around I realized the boat had already caught up to us. One of “the others” reached down and I braced myself waiting for him to pull out a gun and demand we turn over Walt. But instead he pulled out a couple of gnarly lookin lobsters, gave us a goofy grin and said, “wanna buy?” I said, “oh, no thanks…I’m vegetarian.”



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