I received that SMS text earlier this week while teaching up in Iriba, which warmed my heart to know that Athanasius was thinking of me.  He’s still getting all his subject and object pronouns sorted out, which is something he has in common with many of my students there.

Anyway, we are all back together for a few days before I mosey on back to the camps on Monday.  Here’s the Scooter, who greeted me with a BIG smile yesterday (Sonja calls this his smug smile):

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