Social practice of Africa

Everybody has own's fantastic age either older or younger. Well, my prime time was in American International School of MaLi, which was my favor activity-traveling village. Actually, this social practice was arranged by a French teacher. Because Mali people are speaking French, so all of students have French class from grade 7 to 12, but I did not got French class, because I was studying english in the high school. We were going to a village for four days, which was so far from my school. It took 5 hours by school bus. That social practice was a good experience for students.

The first day, we arrived at the hotel. It was a amizing hotel. It was not a magnificent hotel, and it was huts such as original people's huts. All of the articles for daily use were wooden. Every hut was about 30 square meter and every hut had its own narrow road with stones. Each hut separated quite far from other hut. Moreover, the reservoir was in front of all the huts, so people ipen the window and open the door, they could see reservoir. It was so beautiful.

The second day, we visited a power plant. I couldn't speak French, and the power plant was a complicated, so it was difficult to explain.

The third day, we passed the wide road by school bus and came to the narrow road by small car. We were along the wasteland, then we heared chatting and laughing. Finally, we saw women and children seated on the rock, and men were dug yellow soil on the road. Then i saw many holes were big and deep, there were thousands holes on the road, and one by one close to each other on the road. One strong man showed us their job. He wore a light and climbed down to the holes, but he wasn't with any safe things on hid body. The holes were same with two people's size. We saw he was going slowly climbed down in the hole, then we couldn't see him because the hole was very deep, so it was dark. About 5 minitues, we saw he were climbing up with a lot of the soils from the other hole, it means all of the holes were connected. It was a danger ous job, but what was the benefits for them? The benefits were gold. Imagine they have been getting gold from those holes. Now, i understood why every man dug the holes. They told us because the gold color is yellow and the gold mixed with soils, so it was difficult to distinguish. They unceasingly swung the bamboo basket until the soils very dry, then they can see the glitter of the gold in the soils. We really saw a small gold in the bamboo basket from the old man. It was so exciting.

This was my precious experience in my life, especially the man dug for gold.