February 1, 2014
When I left Htan Sant Village, Myanmar yesterday, my host family presented me a complete traditional outfit as a departure gift and a thank you for coming to their village to teach. It’s customary to not smile nor put your arms around each other, both which are difficult for me. Don’t let their stern faces fool you, they’re some of the jolliest people out there. When language is a barrier, people communicate with smiles. From the left to right: Jo Minh, Maung oo, and Chit La. I’m gutted today bc I really miss them and life in the village.
