Showing posts with label Pleading. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pleading. Show all posts

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Terms of Use

OK! Everyone! I have a couple "rules" for the blog.

First. Everyone who reads a post, please comment. I WANT TO HEAR FROM YOU! I'm "away in Malawi," and wont be able to be able to get into any real contact with anyone from home. In fact, I'd even like to hear from people I don't know! (Apparently Mr James' Icons class and SJV will be reading this) There will be nothing more depressing for me than going on to make a new post and seeing that the only people who have "looked"(commented) on my last one are my parents. So let me reiterate. PLEASE LET ME KNOW YOU CHECKED UP ON ME, COMMENT!

Second, please don't make me moderate. I don't want to have to delete any comments because they are vulgar or somesuch.

And as I type this It strikes me that some people may not have all of the info on what I'm doing. Well, I be called Billy, Bill, or some variant of the name William,(except Willy, call me Willy and you die) and I am leaving tomorrow to a small country in Africa called Malawi, which is...let me check...the 7th to 9th poorest country in the world (out of 180) based on how much money the average person makes a year. In fact...the average person in Malawi makes $44 a year. Take a minute to digest that. Now I'm going to this country to work in an organization called Project Peanut Butter, an organization dedicated to reducing child starvation by feeding starving young children an enriched peanut butter solution until they are healthy again, while also teaching the families how to keep then from relapsing. To put it into perspective for you. Before PPB started working, almost one in four died before their fifth birthday. (23%) Now that has been almost halved into a little over one in eight. (13%) You can find out more details here if you are so inclined.

Anyhow I'll be staying in the city of Blantyre with two medical students on sabbatical, Jay and Eleanor. I will probably be getting up around 4-5 every morning, and will be either driving to a village to help treat the children there, or help work in the peanut butter factory. Either way, I will probably be getting back to the apartment by early in the evening, and will probably collapse around 9. Repeat. Not sure what my weekends will be like.

So thats my overview as I understand it. If you have any more questions, post them as a comment and I will be oh-so-happy to answer them. =)