Recap of St. Louis/Ndar

Alright so this is pretty late but heres my recap of the st.louis or Ndar in Wolof village stay. Also I am again on a keyboard where I cant find certain punctuation marks just to preface this.

March 27 Arrive at Ndar. This village is drastically different from Afia Baxo. One difference was that it is a lot bigger and all 14 of us were staying in this same village.

When we arrived we came and sat on these plastic chairs they had set all set up for us. In front of these chairs were some mats spread across the sand. A group of about 10 men from the village were seated on the mats some having just finished prayer holding their prayer beads by their side. Most of the women were sitting behind us in the plastic chairs. The chief of the village gave us avery welcoming speech in Wolof which Bouna translated into French for us. We thanked the chief and started heading off with our respective families. My dad turned out to be one of the men on the mats. He walked over to me with his traditional mu mu and aviator sunglasses and immediatly named me Khady; Khady Diagne.

After naming me my father took my pack of water and we headed to the families compound. The temperature was perfect with a cool breeze to accompany the beach setting. Ndar is a fishing village because it is right next to the ocean. As we passed by groups of children I heard several Toubab! Touobab!

Ok time almost up on internet. To be continued...