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Last Saturday I was feeling a little lonely.. decided to take myself out to dinner at La Boulangerie (Pizza salad pasta outdoor seating) and it was twilight. A group of young teens holding candles walked up the street singing something. How nice how pretty I thought. Then I could hear what they were singing, “we can change the world, we can make it a better place” beautiful I thought. “Just say no to abortion JUST SAY NO!”
And then I thought about Deanna who is trying to help set up a program on the island to help pregnant teens graduate from high school, because the first thing that happens here to a pregnant teen is that she gets kicked out of school. Then I thought about the story a physician told me about a girl who hid her pregnancy from her school and her family, and who didn’t seek medical attention when she went into labor, and so her otherwise healthy child died. The doctor told me it was hard for her not to be angry with the girl. Hard for her.

I have been stomping out to the point everyday—sometimes with friends quizzing each other as we walk – 12 cranial nerves—3 divisions of cranial nerve V, each division with 5 to 10 branches some motor some sensory that interconnect and branch etc etc— sometimes on my own with my ipod. I am considering my options as to a personal theme song/album. American idiot by green day was a top candidate last week. I have a serious crush on the soundtrack from Cameron Crowe’s Elizabethtown.. a better soundtrack than movie I think. I am always grateful that he reminds me that I like old Elton John and new Tom Petty.

My favorite biochem professor announced that he has been removed from his position as chairman of the biochemistry department.. which makes me sad. I have no idea why he was removed. He is tough, and has high expectations, and most students would fail his course if the exams grades were not curved. But medical school is not supposed to be easy—even, I hope, in Grenada. And the complainers should think about the day when someone comes to them with his or her baby with some mysterious metabolic disorder, hands them over and says, “can you help.”

This morning I was up early.. had breakfast on my porch with Molly, and am studying biochem until I have to leave to meet a real estate agent to look for apartments.

Tonight is the Indian Cultural Student Association show/dinner. It is a huge deal here, the chancellor and the prime minister of Grenada attend. I will try and post photos.

posted by Sa @ 8:41 AM