For months Pabby has been asking to go visit PCV Marnie (Mahana) at her site in Bantanto. Every time I come back from being gone or using my mobile, Pabby askes where Mahana is, and if she’s ok and when he’ll see her next. They are clearly besties. Pabby is only three, but he’s my little buddy and Marnie and I thought it would be a great adventure to bring Pabby to her site for one night. Chinese and Fatou were agreeable, so we set a date.
We packed up and waited by the road for a car.
A man who works for a major road construction company picked us up. We had a great time talking. He was from the UK and has spent several decades working around the world on construction projects (Hooray multicultural interaction!). Pabby fell asleep in the car for the hour ride.
Bill (the Brit) dropped us in Bantanto and Marnie was there to ecstatically greet us. We got some juice and headed for the compound.
Soon after arrival things started to go downhill.
Pabby was not overjoyed to see Marnie. Instead, he wanted to go home. Oh brother. We tried to put him down for a nap, but as soon as we left the hut, he made a beeline for the road. A small girl came in and was like ‘That boy just left.’
‘What! Where?’
‘Down the road.’
Shoot. ‘Pabby! Come back! Where are you going!?’
Then he started to cry.
Marnie’s host brother tried to play with him and amuse him, but nothing worked. Pabby wanted to go home.
He finally took a nap, but after he woke up and ate some lunch he started crying again.
Marnie and I decided that this was not fun, so I took him home. The second I said ‘ok, we’re going home’ Pabby was fine.
I dropped him off at home and went back to Marnies.
We decided that’s the last time we trust a 3 year old.
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