So, I spent the morning at the clinic. I talked to my counterpart about the rest of my service. I told him that my host mother just informed me that my host brother had to move to Koudougou (40 km away) to be able to continue high school. He is lucky my host mother could afford that.
At any rate my counterpart sat me down and told me he had news: he is leaving. Honestly, I didn't know how to react because I thought he was staying for sure, but apparently they are moving him to some tiny village in the middle of nowhere. My new counterpart will come any day and she will be who I work with the rest of the 7-8 months.
I am sad because my counterpart has always been the model. Everyone here really likes him and all my volunteer friends are jealous. Maybe it will be easier for me to define my work for the last months and maybe it will be cool to work with a female head nurse (a rarity), but I will still miss him. He's always had my back and really seems passionate about his job.
In terms of the potential famine things sound bad. My village isn't doing as poorly as some others., but there really wasn't enough rain. I guess the food security world says that it takes 3 bad rains to have a serious famine. It was a bad rain the year before I came. My first rainy season was fine. This season was bad. So, I am not sure where that puts us. It sounds sure that some parts of Burkina will be facing serious food insecurity.
Sent from my BlackBerry® smartphone from Airtel Burkina Faso.
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