Isaya sleep well

So I know I am dreaming about being their guardian angel but I will do what I can for them. I am such a sap and get too attached way too quickly I know. So I went to Songea to relx for the weekend and hung with Mel, Charles, Mark and John. We all crashed at Mark's house while watching School of Rock on his computer. That night we all cooked a kickass carrot cake and burrito dinner at Mel's house. She has a room at her house that she calls "Vicki's room". Things at her school have been really crap and I was really scared she was gonna leave Songea. But somehow things have gotten better and she will staying out her entire VSO contract.
So returned back to Namabengo for two weeks. During that time, I actually taught classes, chilled with my dog, wrote craploads of letters, and hung with the momma's. I went to my first Tanzanian funeral. Charles has been to 12!!!!Geez. Anyways, the kid who died his name was Issaya. Isn't that a beautiful name??I love that name. He was one of the first people I met in Namabengo and I never knew his name until he died. He was 28 years and had Down's Syndrome. He was the sweetheart of the village and everyone loved him despite the fact that he always asked for money upon seeing anyone. For years everyday he would comeinto the hospital and tell the nurses that he was sick . They simply gave him a vitamin everyday and he was always better. One week he really was sick, and no one took him seriously until 2 days before he died and he said to Sister Yassinta (the head nun/head of hospital) "I am going to die". 2 days later he died of malaria. Will pots more details in 2 weeks time.