Moshi, Tanzania
Tuesday was my twenty third birthday and I arrived at school to find six beautiful birthday cards from my six beautiful students. They had peeled out all of the stickers from their exercise books to decorate my cards with which, considering how much they treasure those stickers, is a bit of an honour. They said that they couldn't afford a cake so they'd brought in bananas (excellent) and four little fried fish wrapped in newspaper (not quite so excellent). I thin...