Majukumu

Responsibilities.

Mercifully my majukumu are getting wrapped up so that by next week I can be free as a bird for Christmas leave. I had a Swahili lesson today during which we tackled another noun class. Baffling, but we soldier on, and I hope to one day burst into flamboyant life like this red flame tree. In Tanzania certain of these trees flower in December, also earning the name ‘Christmas tree’.

I have a newfound admiration for Romance languages, which are naturally much more my jam.