On a more positive note...

Guess who signed up for my new swimming class this term?

The same student who tried to kill herself by drowning a month ago!! If that's not redemption, I don't know what is. I was so touched by this step on her part.

Six female students have joined me to learn how to swim - a skill that's all too rare in this landlocked region, known more for its mountains than its shores. My goal: for them all to hold their breath underwater, to float, to doggy paddle a pool's length and above all - to become less fearful and to build their self-esteem. Water is just a metaphor for all that's seemingly scary and challenging in life. They can overcome it. And when they look back at what once seemed scary, they'll laugh...and hold their heads a bit higher.

Next question: Jamani, what will they wear? (Note: TZ girls/women should never show their thighs - a huge no no. Hmm. I may have to go out and buy them swimsuits in a second hand market (no one selling them new in these parts) along with long spandex to the knee to boot. Nice)