Jet lag is a new concept to me. I suppose this early morning rising is related to "Africa time"; it may just be the time of day when there are no distractions and I can listen to promptings from deep within my being.
Speaking of distractions, one of the things I was most impacted by on this journey into Mozambique was the fact that several of our teachers taught with their children on their backs ~ literally. How spoiled I felt as I remembered the irritation I would feel when the construction outside my classroom would interfere with the learning process! My admiration and respect for the men and women who came to our training continues to grow: there was the young man (17) who walked five hours to be there so he could go back to teach the 60+ children under his care in his village; there was the woman who expressed her concern about the resentment the others in her village may feel about her time away with us. Who was doing her chores? Who was caring for her children? Did they think she had a vacation?
The men and women in our training worked until their" brains hurt". They returned from breaks early and ready to work. They poured themselves into the process and did everything we asked them with diligent effort. In spite of language barriers and cultural differences, they were able to glean and gather all that they could, so that they could go back to their villages and provide more to the children in their care. I am humbled by their commitment and courage.
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