faire-ing la conaissance de ma famille hôte

Getting to meet my host famille was amazing. When we got to Agou Akoumawou, we were greeted with music and dancing, and food. During the dancing part, there was a young man who was super animated and all over the dancing. He turned out to be my host brother in an extended kind of way which has been way cool. His name is George (funny thing… I thought his name was Josh until pretty recently when I saw his name written. I feel bad for calling him a name not his own, but in my defense, he looks way more like a Josh than a George, plus even now it still sounds like people call him Josh) He’s 23 years old. I saw George and Francoise (my host sister who is 16) a lot at the beginning but now I just see them every once in a while which is too bad. It took me a little bit (as in just a few days ago) to figure out the family situation because I initially thought that they were my host mom and dad’s kids but it turns out George is their nephew and Francoise is just a family friend who both live in different houses. Figuring out family relations has been somewhat difficult for a lot of us. In my compound is my host mom and dad with their two little boys (7 and 4yrs old) and a little girl (3 months), as well as a Peace Corps secretary named Monsieur Jean. My family has been tres super. They have been very patient with me as I try to practice my French and have been great about teaching my a little of the local language, ewe. Anyone I try to speak ewe with around here gets a kick out of me trying. I am going to start learning it in a more formal setting next week since I will be using ewe at my post (more about this later).