Bamatick

I eventually moved out of my home stay family house. It was scary! Meanwhile, my friends lived around the corner in the house of the son of the former President. It would be like living with Chelsea Clinton. Anyway, those people were really great. We went from scungy, moldy, pink-eye to stark white and hyper clean. I was trying to think of a way to represent my stay with this second family. I had a flash. Or a flush. Toilets in Suriname are weird. They have a shelf.

One day, I went to the bathroom and found a visitor, a little frog, chilling out on the rim. This started a “thing” I had about frogs and generally have about wild animals; I don’t like surprises.