22/11: Last day of work

I wanted to bring the children something because it is my last day there, but when I spoke to Prisca about she “spoke freely” and made it clear she only thought money was good enough. Yesterday she wanted it for a classroom, today she wanted that and some to buy flour for Christmas for the children, so that every child could have a bag of flour. I already paid so much to just be here and some of that must have gone to them. But nobody here seems to get the fact that we (wazungu) don’t have unlimited funds. I am sure one bag of flour doesn’t cost so much, but fifty? I helped the children with their work and played with them for the last time. It was kind of sad, but I look forward to getting home again, it is time. Only a week left now. In town I went on the computers to write and answer emails, before I went to the office to arrange the last details. Then I went back to do some laundry and get everything ready for the next week.