My host father refers to me as one of his children. When I first got here, I felt so inadequate compared to the children. They go to school, study, and do chores. Sundays, the only day off, are chores all day.
I felt so young and incompetent. But there are moments when I realize my sister is very much still a child - like when she pretends to cry when she gets upset at something small, or she just refuses to stop talking to someone. In fact, as a young teenager, some of these things in the US would just not be tolerated. Even Angeline has noted how immature her host brother is.
So although I may not know how to help very well around a Senegalese household, I like to think there are some ways that I earn back my status :)
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