Chapter 2 Getting Ready
Chapter 2 Getting Ready Chapter 2 Getting Ready In just one week Georgia would be leaving her family and traveling to Mali. It was totally different from the coast of Maine, where Georgia's family lived. Mali was a hot, flat, and landlocked country. Thinking about Maine made Georgia's mind wander. She thought back to the springtimes of her youth. Spring in Maine was cool, wet, and bursting with green. Each year she and Charlie had a contest to see who could spy the first shoots pushing up in
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Chapter 2 Getting Ready
Chapter 2 Getting Ready
In just one week Georgia would be leaving her family and traveling to Mali.It was totally different from the coast of Maine, where Georgia's family lived.Mali was a hot, flat, and landlocked country.
Thinking about Maine made Georgia's mind wander.She thought back to the springtimes of her youth.Spring in Maine was cool, wet, and bursting with green.Each year she and Charlie had a contestto see who could spy the first shoots pushing up in the garden and woods. Charlie usually won.
"You notice everything," Georgia always said in amazement.Charlie did notice everything; that's how he found most of the treasures he collected.One of them was a flat stone about the size of a quarter he found on the beach one day.
"Look at that. It's shaped like a heart," Georgia said. "You should save it."Charlie dropped it in his pocket. He was fascinated by its shape.The stone had been tossed by the waves and ground by the sand, yet somehow it had formed a perfect heart.
That day Charlie also found a piece of rock washed up on the beachthat was filled with holes and looked just like a golf ball.Charlie had no idea what it was, so he handed it to Georgia to inspect.
"It's pumice," she announced, after examining it."It's a type of volcanic glass. Again, great find, Charlie," she exclaimed.Charlie put the pumice in his pocket with the heart stone.He was sure it would come in handy for something.
"Charlie?" Georgia called to him from her room one day as she was getting ready for her trip to Africa.She was sitting on the bottom bunk reading letters from other Peace Corps volunteers.Next to her was a heaping pile of things she had been gathering to take, including clothes and batteries.But she was missing something important, or so one letter said.
Charlie poked his head around the corner. He wanted to help.
"Remember last year when we went to the beach?And you found some pumice? Guess what?I just learned it would be helpful to have in Mali," said Georgia."Would you let me take it along?" "For what?" asked Charlie.
"For my feet," explained Georgia."This letter says I'll need to use it to sand my heels to keep them from cracking in the dry heat."
"Sure, if I can find it." said Charlie. "Dry heat, huh? Maybe we could bring some of that to Maine!"Charlie added. Then he disappeared into the hall.
Georgia turned back to her letters and read a little more.They were filled with advice from other volunteers who had been to Mali."Don't bother with sneakers and socks," wrote one volunteer."It's too hot. Wear sandals. The sun is strong. You'll need a hat. For fun, bring a Frisbee.And don't forget to bring stamps--plenty of them. You will be writing home a lot."
