Personal side of mission life: three people on the edge in the middle of bush in West Africa

Monday, May 28, 2007

That's all

Naho you are absolutely right, but my childhood experience and changing of schools made me little less emotional. My father had to move a lot within in country, being in Military he was to move every two to three years. So all my life in never developed enough association with a place coz I knew that one day I had to leave. Just like the philosophy of life, one day we have to go :-) anyway, I remember my first school change; it was in 3rd grade – was old enough to remember things. First time I cried for leaving my friends, than in 5th grade, I was sad for leaving friends. Than in 8th grade was happy to go to new school ( as it was co-ed) than when I was leaving my high school I was so busy thinking about what career to choose I did not think at all about the leaving friends and my college.

My first Job, I remember when I resigned I was again sad, thought I might never have such an excellent team to work with, I made many friends. But I was wrong, every time I went to new place I always find good friends. If we look at the positive side of leaving a place for new one, there is always opportunity of making new friends.

When I left Sudan last time, I really was sad. I had a lot of association with the place I worked, the colleagues, the national colleagues, the restaurants, the people I know.

But interestingly, as I am getting close to my departure date the only thing I can associate Liberia with are my non Liberian friends, that’s all. I do not want to be rude here, but over the period of two year I could not develop trust on single Liberian. Its very sad and sometime I feel bad. But in the end we all tried our best, I know I did my best, but some how the other, I do not have any association with Liberia. It was just a place I worked.

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