On top of that, the Dean did not give me any teaching hours, even though I had repeatedly asked him to give me time in the computer lab so I could catch up in my computer classes. Alas, I was preempted again, so another week slid by that I will have to make up next semester. Not that I would have been able to teach much without power anyway ...
So, by the end of the week I was feeling pretty frustrated. Every volunteer has moments, no matter how good their overall experience, where they feel that they can't do the job they came to do, or that they aren't accomplishing anything. Last week was one of those times for me.
So, this was my mood, when one day my friend Peter knocked on my door. He told me his wife, my friend Marie Noelle, had just brought their new baby boy home. What he said next almost knocked me over: they named the kid after me.
Bryan Stephane Landoh Kyanpi, born January 17, 2007 :
After that I decided that having a kid named after you was probably worth a couple of weeks without power or Internet.
NOTE: They spelled the name with a Y because, in French, "I" is pronounced "ee"", so if they had spelled it the same way, his name would have been "Br-ee-an". That's OK - I don't mind.
3 comments:
This story is what your journey is all about. Keep fighting the good fight, Brian.
Wow, that is very flattering. Maybe before you leave, they'll be an entire little village and everyone will be named Bryan.
-Holli
You know, as an mbombo you're required to provide food, care, clothing and education for this child. And then pay for its university education in the US. At least, that is what I have been informed since Jessica La Petite made her debut in December.
Good luck granddad! Hehe.
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