assumptions

I assumed I was a nothing-surprises-me, culturally competent, open-minded person, but two and a half weeks in Kabul have been eye opening:

I assumed educated professional adults could do basic math. Not so here.

I assumed the simple pictures in children's coloring books were universally identifiable. Not so here.

I assumed nursing was a understood as a caring profession. Again, not so much here.

In a country devastated by decades of war and poverty, you can't take anything for granted.