Goodbyes are always hard, especially after two months. We took tons of pictures, wore traditional Tanzanian dresses, made sad faces, expressed our surprise at how strange it felt when we wore American clothes for a day, and finally said goodbye 2,000 times.
I even made a little speech in Swahili in front of all the parents, and when I was done they all complimented me on how good of Swahili I speak. I was very touched.
Sad to leave, but can't wait to see all of you guys!
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