Understand why I rode an unfamiliar horse without them? They treat their animals not very nice. It was fun—I wish I had gotten to ask them, and could have GONE! Fun fun. Anyway. Mek’des and Dureti (two of my third graders, stuck to me like glue. They are so cute. They had running first, and I got some good pictures of the running. 
The boy in the red stripes in Alemu, one of the boys who lives here.Then they had football, and the Queen Soleano played Danicookies school. (HAHAH DaniCOOKIES!) Samson’s little brother goes to Queen Soleano, and one of the really good English speakers, Abram, used to go there (but the tuition was too much), so he made us cheer for them. They won the football game 7-1. So many pictures. THEN it was time for Shibu Ijersa Primary School to face the mean purple team from Bole. We gathered at one end (the one with our goalie), and one of the seventh or eighth grade girls who lives around here and has played volleyball with us on several occasions, spent the WHOLE game leading the spectators. Her voice was super hoarse by halftime—I brought her a bottle of water.
The Kalaala spectators :-)We ran some laps, and Cameron and I learned part of one cheer: aleginah. It was SO much fun! The second half, my entourage and I stayed on the sidelines instead of with the whole crowd so I could get some pictures. While we were running a lap one time, the purple spectators were being mean, and then they threw a rock at me. I was not happy. Mean purple school. Anywho, we won, 5-0!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KALAALA!!!!!!!
It was wicked fun! I got really sun burnt, though. We also won the whole shebang (I guess we got points for each event), which was super exciting. It had been raining in the morning (rain, now? what?), but God turned off the water for the middle of the day (wish He would turn it back on in our bathroom sink….). It started back up again during the award ceremony. Cameron and I finally escaped the madhouse and went inside. Cameron napped and I …. do not remember, but then we started making costumes, and I taught Cameron how to sew. We sewed for a little while, and then started making dinner when the power went out. Dinner was made and eaten by headlamp. We had fajitas! Oh, now I remember what I did whilst Cameron napped—I made tortillas. Sinke came in before we ate, and did some stuff to our injera. Then she said we would finish later. We cut up a pepper for peppers and onions, and there was this weird brown stuff inside. “What is that?” “I don’t know.” “WOAH, there’s a caterpillar inside!” “It’s caterpillar poop!” The caterpillar was still alive, too. We did not use that pepper. While very messy, the tortillas were very nummy and sufficiently satisfied our desire for Mexican food, though I do still want refried beans. THEN Sinke came back. IT WAS TIME!!!!! We went down to the kitchen, and Sinke heated up the injera-maker. Sinke made one, and it was perfect (duh). Then Cameron tried and it was hilarious. 
Cameron's "conjo" injera.Mine was very thick and misshapen, though without holes.
My "conjo" injera.Our second tries were a tiny bit better. Meskeram came in right as Cameron finished his first, and her eyes bugged out so far when she saw the… mess. They invited us to have coffee with them. They roasted the beans, then we crushed them all up with a mortar and pestle, then they boiled them in the special coffee pot, then we had coffee. Wondessan came in and was hanging out, and said, referring to the two other women in the room, “This is my wife. This is also my wife.” It was the quote of the week. He went on to say that they were both beautiful, and asked Cameron which was more beautiful. “Which one should I pick?” he asked Cameron. We had SUCH a good time. I drank the WHOLE cup of coffee. The WHOLE cup! I did have some powdered milk in it, though, and it was much more palatable than without milk. I tried to be polite, and said I did not want the second cup. We went back home after Cameron’s second cup (the power came back on). We were so tired by then, that it was all we could do to shower and bed. Actually, Cameron did not even shower. Saturday morning—pancakes, as usual. Yummy. Cameron finished Amanuel’s wiseman costume, then we had Sabbath school. Church was good. It was about God our Shepherd and God our Protector. I understood tinish. (a little) Potluck was injera, exciting. There was a new lentil dish that was very good. I shall have to have more next time we have it. There were some visitors from another church, and we were having a program for them, so Amanuel said that we would have Pathfinders later. We went back to the house and napped. Well, Cameron napped. I tried to nap. I worked some on emails, then we did more sewing, before Meskeram and Lamlam came to saw it was time for Pathfinders. Rehearsal went pretty good for me, but Cameron had a bit of a hard time getting Bekelech, Bezunesh, and Lamlam to sing Oh Come, Emmanuel. They will get it eventually. I still need a Shepherd 3, and since Alemu never shows up, I asked Samson to ask him if he would do it, and to do it himself (along with being the innkeeper) if Alemu does not want to do it. We have two extra rehearsals scheduled—one for tomorrow at 3, and one for Friday at 4. Yes! Hopefully we can continue to have Friday or Sunday rehearsals. I gave everyone a certain scene to have memorized for next Friday. But, guess what, some people already have everything memorized! After rehearsal, we cut down on the number of pictures we took yesterday (and still have almost 300), and I cut fabric. Dinner was INJERA that we had made. Cameron made tomato fitfit, and I made shiro and roasted bak’ela. It was a good dinner. I am so tired. I will surely sleep soundly tonight.
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