Silenced.

I have been wanting internet, but unable to get it. Much fun was had at Pete O'Neal's birthday party, but I am not writing of that today because it doesn't seem appropriate.

I know I said I was hit by a car, and in a way I was. But as you can see from the description previously, and as I learned today, struck or grazed by a car is a much more appropriate description. Because today, I witnessed what being hit by a car really means.

I don't want to say much, because it is upsetting and unnecessary to go into details, but I was teaching this morning when a woman crossing the street directly in front of our school was hit by a truck. People went rushing. The driver came back. We were told she was taken to the hospital because she was breathing, but I really doubt that is the truth.

And I saw it all happen.

Try teaching English after seeing that.

Please keep this woman in your prayers and the safety of all others on these dangerous roads and this crazy highway. They say it is the most dangerous highway in the world, and now I'm convinced this is true.

Tomorrow I'm going back to Moshi, so it will be a good distraction before returning to teaching on Thursday.

Hope all is well and I really miss home. Only 11 more days till I'm back home, and honestly, I can't wait. This country is beautiful and I hope you all see it some day, but I miss home.