The Pied Piper

My dad gets up at 4.30 in the morning every morning to exercise. He used to run around outside in just his shorts until one day he ran into an unsavory character with a weapon who demanded that he give him everything he had on him, which happened to be a cell phone. Mind you, this was just on the main road in front of our house, not like deep in the bush or anything. Ever since he's just been exercising inside our compound, and he has a gathering of 7 or 8 of our youngest boys who follow him up and down the driveway like a tiny swarm of bees.

My sister's going to Sibanor this afternoon to start an internship at the Sibanor Clinic, and she'll be there for six weeks. We're seeing if we can sneak her into Senegal with us in the beginning of June, though.