Harmattan

Harmattan. It has arrived and left and then come back again. In every step of our day we seem to be reminded that it is here. In the mornings, the bath towels smell like dust. At school all the desks are covered with a layer of the dusty residue from the Sahara. Each day the floors must be mopped. We dust everything. Within hours, we should dust again. Fruit in a bowl on the table must be rewashed before eaten. Our noses are filled with the dust and when we wash, the water turns a bit darker due to the remains left on our body. When harmattan is in heavy, planes are not able to land or take off due to lack of visibility. It can block the sun's rays causing the temperatures to dramatic drop. Some have winter, we have harmattan.