My School is Flooded

This is, I’m afraid to say, what the grounds of my school look like now. The rainy season has come and dumped enough water in this district that flooding has lasted for several weeks now. Every time I come to school, I ride my bicycle through a low-lying lake. When I walk to class, I have to roll up my pants and trudge through the mud to where I am supposed to teach. When I return home, I wash off my feet vigorously with soap and water for fear of some infection that might have found itself attached to the extremities. It is quite awful to have to do this. Every day I pray that the rains will stop soon and that the waters will go down, but so far my prayers have not been answered.