Tuesday, November 5, 2013

The First Month at Site

(Written on 9/24)

Hard to believe that it has already been near a month that I’ve been at site. The pace of time has steadily increased since the first week or two here where it seemed to drag a bit. I’m sure as I continue to feel more comfortable here time will continue its expedited pace.

Skeptical child is skeptical
A lot has happened within this month despite how quickly it has flown by. The first two weeks or so were filled with lots of downtime and a myriad of small frustrations as I adjusted to the community and they adjusted to me. It was quite a change of pace as PST was filled with a perpetually busy schedule and by the time it was over, I was rather comfortable with the pace. Leaving my host family and Bo to come to a much smaller village with a lot less accommodations and things to do was a big transition. However, as I developed a routine here things got easier. I started going to the market on a near daily basis to get things to cook, I've spent much of my time with Mohamed – a teacher’s nephew who is also new to the village – who has been extremely helpful in navigating my integration, and I've spent some time hanging out with my fellow teachers.

A typical bag of groceries
At first, school was scheduled to start the second week at site but the government for some odd reason decided to push it back a week. When that week rolled around, as is typical in Sierra Leone, students and staff showed up sporadically and there was little in the way of teaching going on. The students that did show up mostly spent the day cleaning and preparing the classrooms while I helped with what I could (but mostly passed the time by browsing the internet and reading Game of Thrones). This week has been the effective start of school though it is still quite chaotic. The principal has been quite busy and has yet to come up with the time table so we as teachers don’t have defined times for when we are to teach. Instead we are to introduce our subject and ourselves this week to the classes we will be teaching so real teaching can begin next week. The problems of the Sierra Leone education system are definitely becoming more and more apparent as time goes on. In addition to attendance issues, one of the classes I’ll be teaching – SSS1 (or the equivalent of 9th grade) – has yet to show up to school. This is due to the BECE; the entrance exam to high school that the government takes an inordinate amount of time to officially grade. The test is extremely tedious and, in my opinion, a terrible judge of where students should be in terms of their education. I’m not sure exactly where the blame lies but the fact that grading the exam cuts into the precious little time that students do have to attend class seems a bit ridiculous.
Mohamed messing around with my camera
Rice paddies at my site
Things aren’t all bad though. During this first month, many people have approached me about potential projects in which I could pursue in my two years here. This has been a major relief as I falsely believed that Eric’s prolific body of work had left me little to accomplish here. The ideas have ranged from animal husbandry, building a clinic and latrines, expanding the teachers living quarters, helping the school expand into SSS3 and SSS4, bringing internet to the library, helping to restore the nonfunctioning hydroelectric dam in town, and a lot more. I hope that in my two years here I can help the community realize some of these dreams.

A rice paddy after a storm
There is still a long way to go however. While the village is starting to grow on me, I still feel a bit like a museum exhibit at times. Largely I feel like I'm glanced over as a serious member of the community as I haven’t grown up in this environment my entire life. Hopefully as time marches on and I develop relationships with the community this will change. As for now I’m trying to take it one step at a time and enjoy the small successes. Hard to believe it’s already been 4 months in Sierra Leone… Hope everyone is doing well back home. I would love to hear from you all if you get the chance.
A sunny day at site
Rice paddies in a nearby village

Summer School and Swear-In

(Written on 8/31)

SUMMER SCHOOL
Ms. Finda and some of our SS1 students
The last three weeks of PST, at least in Sierra Leone, are spent teaching and I thought I should touch on a how it has gone so far. As I mentioned to a lot of people before leaving, teaching wasn’t exactly my first choice in what I wanted to do with the Peace Corps. It seemed like it would result in a less impactful service and didn’t really compliment my skillset/what I had learned in college. So when I got my invitation, I was understandably a bit disappointed. Regardless, I obviously took the invitation and am here in Sierra Leone, poised to be an English teacher for the next two years.

One of my favorite students in JSS3
We all taught at a huge Ahmadiyya school just outside of downtown Bo. We were placed in to groups of three people and we rotated teaching two separate classes a day. Since I will be teaching the equivalent of 8th-10th grade at site, I taught 8th and 9th during summer school. I focused on grammar for the younger class and poetry for the older class. Since it was summer school (and grades didn’t really matter), students showed up relatively sparingly and those who did come were usually the smartest of the bunch. This combined with a well-functioning school in a major town meant that these students likely know significantly more than what my students will know at the same level once I get to site. Regardless, it was great practice. I didn’t expect to feel comfortable at all in front of a class but it has gone surprisingly well. While teaching has been a bit tedious and it has been difficult to lesson plan between spending time with friends and the frantic pace of PST, I think it is (hopefully) going to be something I enjoy for these next two years of my life. A lot of volunteers that I’ve talked to here in Sierra Leone say that teaching loses some of its luster – especially when you are with students for a whole year and see little progress – but at this point I’ll enjoy my blissful ignorance.

Some girls from my JSS3 class
Another thing that cropped up in these discussions with other volunteers is that PCVs in different project areas have a much less structured service. For example, I really wanted to be place in community/youth development. However, these volunteers usually have little to no job lined up for them in country – they usually have to carve their own path. While that actually sounds pretty awesome, it is nice to have something to fall back on as an education volunteer. I have a job that I can count and focus on if secondary projects fail to get off the ground. Again, this is all glass half full at this point. I’ll be sure to report back a bit on this further into my service. Regardless, I think the summer school teaching portion of PST was one of the best components as I feel it truly prepared me for what I will be doing once I get to site. Unlike theoretical lessons on cultural adaptation, this was much more practical, hands-on experience that I think will benefit me immensely once I start teaching at site. Though I guess that time will tell.

SWEAR-IN

View from the hostel of the sun setting over the ocean
After summer school ended we headed back to St. Edwards in Freetown for 3 days to swear-in as volunteers before heading out to our respective sites. We spent the first day getting to know the hostel and the Peace Corps office in Freetown which is beautiful. Afterwards we headed out to a western restaurant on the beach to enjoy some American food.
A view from Signal Hill just outside the hostel
The actual swearing in took place in a big hall and was supposed to be attended by the Sierra Leonean president but he couldn’t attend. Regardless, the acting country director, current ambassador to Sierra Leone and number of high ranking members of the Sierra Leonean government all were in attendance. In addition to speeches by a lot of these officials, each of the language groups had a representative from the training group who was elected by the class to deliver a speech in the local language that we spent the last few weeks learning. I was nominated to give the Temne speech and despite stumbling through a bit of it, it mostly went off without a problem.
My Temne Speech
After swearing in as volunteer, we had a free day to head out and explore Freetown. Most of us headed out to the beach and spent the day relaxing before heading out to site in the morning.

Lumley beach in Freetown
The next morning the car bound for site was left at 7:30 am which was far too early the day after swearing in as volunteers. The trip out to site took around 5-6 hours despite the road being paved most of the way largely due to heavy traffic in Freetown and the terrible last stretch of road. Regardless, I've arrived safely and am looking forward to spending the next two years here at site.  
The car all packed for site
A lone flower outside of the Peace Corps medical office

On Lucidity

(This was written around 8/31, about two weeks or so after the events described below)

Downtown Bo
Walking back from the internet café the other day I encountered a strange feeling that I've never experienced before. Sure, it has occasionally made an appearance throughout my brief tenure in Sierra Leone, but it was usually fleeting. This day was different. The day was a busy Saturday in which I went into Bo and spent the majority of the day at the internet café. I ended up staying there way longer than I had intended – as I usually do – pursuing the usual fair that I tend to read on the internet. Due to my extended stay at the café, I ended up being the last person there and thus had the long walk home to myself. The majority of the walk was filled with a peculiar mixture of serenity, homesickness, and isolation. I felt otherworldly – as if I didn’t quite belong is Sierra Leone. The stares that “pumoy” typically receive in Bo seemed to have intensified and I felt oddly self-conscious.

A mosque in Kenema
As stated above, this feeling wasn't fleeting – it lasted the majority of the 40 minute walk home and left me largely at a loss for words. I wasn't sure what the reasons were for feeling this way. After thinking about it for a few days I eventually settled on the belief that it was an attempt to reconcile cultural differences heightened by my extended stay on the internet observing American culture followed quickly by being thrown back into Sierra Leone culture as I left the café. Regardless, it left me taken back. Did I belong in Sierra Leone? What can I actually hope to accomplish here? Why did I come? Was it worth eschewing time with my family and friends back home for this? It left me questioning a lot about my service up to that point and in most cases, I didn't have sufficient answers. Instead I reframed my thoughts – I had only been in country for perhaps 5 or so weeks at that point – what did I truly know about Sierra Leone? I hadn't even moved into my site yet and still had a good chunk of PST left to undertake. Despite my inability to come up with answers to all the questions about, I responded to this self-searching with an open ended plea for more time. Time will tell if these things work themselves out and slowly disappear or if these instances come more and more frequently as I progress in my service.
More downtown Bo

EDIT

Thankfully this feeling has largely been non-existent after this anomalous event. It was an important experience though as it served as a poignant reminder to reframe and reassess my situation and the reasons for why I've joined the Peace Corps in the first place – something that I should be doing on a regular basis anyway. I shouldn't need a melange of disparate emotions to trigger this self-reflection. Hopefully as time moves forward, this introspection becomes a bit more second-hand.

Site Visit

(Written on 8/9/13)

I was able to spend the last four days my site and I wanted to give a quick reflection on it for those who are interested.

Barina Agricultural Secondary School
The week started with two days in Bo where we met our principals/head teachers and went over some basics about what the Peace Corps expects of both the volunteer and the school. After these two days we all spent the next four at our individual sites. Our principals helped us navigate to site as we don’t yet have extensive experience working with the haphazard public transport system here in Sierra Leone. They recommended we take the long, paved route to town which is about a 7 hour trek from Bo. After switching poda-podas (which are basically big minivans with far too many benches welded to the floor) a few times, I was dropped off at site without my principal who had to stop at his house in Makeni before heading to town later that day. I didn’t yet know anyone in town as the volunteer I am replacing hadn’t yet arrived. I was escorted by a person standing by the road where I happened to be dropped off at to the head teacher’s house. We chatted for a bit and walked around the school before Eric – the PCV before me – arrived.

The road to town
Eric is an exemplar of a good Peace Corps Volunteer. He’s done a ton for the town and school and is universally adored by the town. Literally everyone knows his name from the young children to the elders. A few couples in town have gone so far as to name their children “Eric” in his honor. He is one of the few remaining Salone 1 volunteers left as he extended for the additional year. In that time he has painted a map of the world on the side of the secondary school, helped to build an apartment building for the majority of the school’s teachers, built two separate rain water collection systems for both the school and the teacher apartment, helped to expand the school into the high school level, brought electricity to the school with solar panels which is in turn used to generate money for the school as a charging station, and is currently putting the finishing touches on the school library which will include a computer lab while simultaneously working for an NGO in Freetown to build another rainwater collection system for another school.

Some of the hills around site
He has also gone out of his way to pay a large number of students’ school fees as education at the middle school level and beyond in Sierra Leone have user fees in place (the primary level is supposed to be free but still typically costs students some money). A number of people we met during the visit stated that they know I will be able to accomplish more than Eric was able to, but I’m not nearly as certain. He has quite the legacy to live up to and I will be more than content to accomplish even a portion of what he was able to do. I cannot thank him enough for coming back from Freetown to introduce me to the village. His experience was invaluable in both meeting those in town and generating ideas on what I can work on when I take over.

An abandoned building
The town itself is beautiful. Its set in what seems like a valley as it’s surrounded by a number of large hills. It also is home to a number of rice paddies and its rugged dirt road makes the town look like what one would expect an African town to look like. I had the chance to jog a bit while there and got to explore some of the smaller villages which surround the town which were just as breathtaking – if not more so. The town experienced a big boom in the 70s and 80s due to being a hotbed of mining activity – which still quite common just outside of the main town. Around this time the Chinese government funded the construction of a hydroelectric dam that provided the town with running water and electricity. They also used the dam to provide irrigation to rice paddies between the school and town and create a pond for raising fish. Unfortunately most of the infrastructure built during this time was destroyed in Sierra Leone’s civil war.
The road home

The town is relatively small – less than 2,000 people and feels quiet and relaxing compared to the hustle and bustle of Bo and Freetown. I’m looking forward to the slower pace of life that the denizens of village seem to enjoy. My house in town is right next to the school which is about half a mile from the main downtown. I was worried about this at first as I thought it might isolate me from the community and make getting to know everyone in town a bit more difficult but Eric seems to have managed it well. There is a big market every Saturday where I can go to buy provisions. I am looking forward to spending the next two years here. The only downside that I was able to find was a riff in local politics that has made some projects difficult to pursue.

My apartment complex (I live on the right)
Other than that, I can’t wait to move in and get started on whatever it is that I can help the community with. I also talked a bit with my principal and it seems like I’ll be teaching the equivalent of 8th, 9th, and 10th grade English as well as 9th grade Geography which is largely not what it sounds like; it involves climate, topography, and oddly enough – astronomy. It seems like a lot to teach and I hope I can handle lesson planning for the different levels that each grade requires.

All in all it was a really productive visit and has me extremely excited for when I move in at the end of August if all goes according to plan. Hope everything is going well back in the States. Again, feel free to leave comments, I would love to hear what you've all been up to this past month.

A sign above a neighbors door

Welcome/Africa So Far

(This post was written on 7/10)

While I never thought I’d stoop so low as to have a blog, I've finally caved as it seems like the best way in which I can organize my thoughts and keep family and friends up to date with what’s happening – hopefully both visually and mentally. I’ll try my best to post pictures but since the internet here is quite a bit slower than back home, it may be limited to just a few per post (if any per post). Anyway, I thought I’d start off this first post by catching everyone up on what has happened so far.

TRAINING IN PHILLY/GETTING TO SIERRA LEONE
The last view of Detroit for awhile
Training was quite the whirlwind. Between getting to the hotel with my luggage and pride intact, signing the correct deferment forms, and meeting the other 43 Sierra Leonean volunteers, I had little time to breathe. While we didn't learn anything new per-se, our training adviser was entertaining and helped to contextualize the upcoming 27 months. The Sierra Leonean ambassador to the US also drove up from Washington, DC to thank us and answer our questions. We only had a single day of overview and training before we boarded the plane. After an 8 hour ride to Brussels, a 5 hour layover, and a 9 hour flight to Freetown with a quick stop in Dakar before Freetown, we had arrived.

FREETOWN
First view of Freetown from the ferry
We arrived in Freetown just as the sun was setting. Stepping off the plane we were hit with a wave of humidity that will likely accompany us for the next 27 months. By the time we got our luggage and were on the bus to Freetown, it was unfortunately too dark to fully take in our surroundings. Lungi International Airport in Sierra Leone is located across a bay from Freetown and thus our trip consisted of a bus ride, a trip on a ferry followed by another bus trip to reach our destination. We spent the first 5-ish days in the Kingtom section of Freetown but didn't get to see much of the city. As it was a temporary stop, we weren't allowed outside of the secondary school where we stayed. The little we did see was quite overwhelming though. By in large traffic laws don’t seem to exist and everything seemed a haphazard and disorganized. Despite its flaws, the city has a certain energy and draw that is hard to quantify. In addition, everyone that we met in Freetown was extremely kind and welcoming. During our stay in Freetown we were invited to an event with the current US ambassador and the president of Sierra Leone as a gesture of thanks to the Peace Corps. I’m thankful that I ended up in a country that is this overjoyed to host Peace Corps members.
St. Edward's Secondary School where we stayed
View of Freetown from St. Edwards
Another view of Freetown from St. Edwards
Leaving Freetown
HOME STAY
Bo, Sierra Leone
The home stay has been a wonderful experience thus far. I’m living in the New York section of Bo (about a 4 hour drive from Freetown) with a father who’s a pastor and a mother who’s going to school to become a nurse/midwife. The family that has taken me in has hosted two volunteers before me and seems to know what to expect from an American. I technically have two brothers: Kalon and Derrick and a sister named Esther. Sierra Leonean families work a bit differently than the nuclear standard in the States. Instead family units are extended+ which includes the extended family as well as second cousins, neighbors, and any random stranger that decides to stop by that day. Much of my time at home so far has been spent learning the many names and spending time with the extended family. I haven’t had much opportunity to learn to cook yet unfortunately, but I did learn to wash (brook in Krio) my clothes last weekend. The process typically involves a couple buckets of water and a washboard and is a skill I definitely haven’t mastered yet. It is surprisingly effective though, Kalon was able to get stains out that have been set in my clothes for a long time.
My adorable and sassy little sister Esther
The New York section of Bo is a bit outside of the main city and because of this feels like a much smaller village. So far I've spent a lot of time exploring both New York and Bo as a whole. One of my favorite things I've seen so far have been the community soccer games which compare well with their US New York equivalent of Rucker Park. Much of the community attends and each goal is celebrated as wildly by the audience as it is by the players. Also, beer here costs about $0.80 when you convert the currency back to dollars which is a pretty big plus - though it's occasionally warm and isn't all that great tasting.

It's difficult to describe walking down the street here – or really anywhere in Sierra Leone outside of the downtowns of major cities. The fact that Sierra Leone culture mandates that you greet most people you pass by combined with the lack of foreigners outside of the metropolises results in a lot of attention. Children are much more open about it – they often run up to you yelling “pumoy” (which roughly translates to foreigner, though doesn't have the negative connotations that it would in America) to hold your hand and walk with you to wherever you’re going. The adults are a bit coyer in their responses but just walking a short distance is usually filled with stares, shouts, and a slew of Krio and Mende greetings. It’s definitely something that is going to take some time to fully get adjusted to.
My host family house in Bo (The yellow one on the left)
A group of cute kids from neighboring Tikonko
A window directly across from my host family house
Exploring Bo with my brother Derek
CLASSES
The training compound where we held most of our classes
Classes so far have been pretty much a rehash of what we've learned before coming to Sierra Leone. We've had plenty of sections on health, security, and language. Thankfully this week we've started to delve into some of the teaching methodology that I desperately need. Today we had to teach our peers a subject and while it went pretty rough, it gave me a good idea of what I need to work on before I get to site. The classes are pretty taxing – they typically start at about 8:30 and end at 5:30 – after which we either have a group activity or go home to our families. Classes have largely been helpful though, especially the language courses, and they've helped to orient and contextualize the experience of the home stay so far.

FOOD
The food has been surprisingly great. While I set my expectations relatively low, I've been blown away with how much of the food I like. While visually it isn't the most visually appealing nor healthy (lots and lots of oil), I have yet to find a dish that I dislike. My favorite so far has been rice and fried fish covered in a sauce made from cucumber seeds.
local beer contest with goats as a potential prize
A local beer contest with goats as a potential prize (sadly none of us won a goat, though some did win 25kg bags of rice)

LANGUAGE
Community Krio class
Despite English being Sierra Leone’s official language, the lingua franca here is Krio which bears a close resemblance to American Creole. On top of knowing Krio and some English, most Sierra Leoneans also know their local language (which is mostly Mende in the south and Temne in the north though there are more than 16 local languages throughout Sierra Leone). Thankfully picking up Krio so far has been decently easy though it is much easier to read than hold a conversation. Hopefully I can speak it well enough to pass the exam in the 4th week so I can start to learn the local language of my site.

A DAY IN THE LIFE
A girl from nearby Jembe
A typical day so far consists of me waking up at around 7am to roosters, dogs, and my family who have been up since 6 or so. I generally start the day with a bucket shower. After that I get my things ready for class and eat the breakfast that my family is gracious enough to make for me every morning. Typically it consists of an omelet and a loaf of sweet bread (which tastes kinda like Hawaiian bread back home). I usually leave the house around 8:20 so I can get to class at 8:30. Thankfully I live quite close to where classes are held – others have to walk 20-30 minute to get to class on time.

Class changes on a daily basis but it usually starts with a language class from 8:30 – 10:30. After that we've had a number of classes on safety, teaching, and mental and physical health. Around 12:30 we are served lunch which has been a different Sierra Leonean dish every day. As stated above, everything has been delicious. After a long lunch, we’re back to another class like the one’s listed above. We usually end the day with a final language class from 4-5:30.

Graceland, a common after-school hangout spot
After classes, I typically head home to eat dinner. So far dinner has been waiting for me but I look forward to learning to cook the many dishes I've had thus far. Etiquette around eating in Sierra Leone is also quite different than the US. I typically eat alone as a sign of respect but from an American perspective this is relatively awkward. I often try and get the kids to eat with me though they typically refuse out of respect. After I’m done, whatever is left is given to the children to split. After realizing this a week or so into the home stay, I've begun to eat less so the kids can have a bit more. After dinner I either go hang out with PC friends, go for a stroll with my host father, or hang around on the porch and chat with the extended family.
The view from Graceland
Everything so far has been great. While I’m sure it will get more difficult later – especially when I’m on my own – I've thoroughly enjoyed my time in Sierra Leone so far. There is still a lot to learn both culturally and practically but I look forward to embracing the challenges that Sierra Leone throws my way.

I’m not sure how often I’ll have internet access but it should be more common now that I’m settled in a town and have the base language to get around without looking too much like a ‘pumoy’ despite the obvious. I’ll do my best to keep this blog updated as often as possible. (Ed note: clearly this didn't happen…)

Thanks for reading, feel free to add comments or ask any questions you have. I’d love to hear what is going on in all your lives. I miss you all more than you know.