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Peace
Corps Family
Being
a third year volunteer is strange…I am still a volunteer but sometimes I feel
like I am a part of something else. My
Peace Corps family who I had being my strong support is now missing from my
life. The nearest Peace Corps volunteer
is now a 45 minute bus ride away, which seems impossible compared to Savaii,
where I could run there in 30 minutes.
All of the volunteers are away from the capital, leaving me alone all
the time.
Just
as my group was a close family, the group after me is a close family, who
sometimes forgets me, their older sister.
I don’t let it bother me too much as I have other things to preoccupy my
time. Being in such a small country for
several years I have met so many new people, even in cities where I was not
living, so my new friends help me to keep my sanity.
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