Thankful
Before I get into all that I am
thankful for, let me update all of you on what I remember during the past week
or two. For those of you who wonder how I’m living and curious to see where I
live, I am still in the temporary house. I don’t know when I will move into the
actual house I should be living in but since we are in Botswana and I was
promised that it’d be last week, I’ll guess 2-3 weeks from now. Here is what my
typical day looks like:
- - 5:30 a.m. Wake up, brush teeth, go to the restroom and bathe (they say “bath” here)
- - 5:50 a.m. Get dressed and make breakfast AND lunch (no electricity means no refrigerator which means no dinner leftovers for the next day’s lunch)
- - 6:30 a.m. Pack lunch and eat breakfast
- - 7:00 a.m. Throw bath water out on a tree in front of my house
- - 7:05 a.m. Start trekking through the bush to get to my school (I walk 1 ½ km to and from school everyday which is about 1 mi each way)
- - 7:25-7:30 a.m. Arrive at Guidance & Counseling office
- - 7:30-10:00 a.m. Diddle daddle in my office since I just got here and school is now over. Sometimes I work on my Community Assessment Report that is due in January)
- - 10:00 -10:30 a.m. Tea Break (sit in my office)
- - 10:30-1:30 p.m. Read paperwork and books or walk around the school meeting and talking to new people
- - 1:30-2:30 p.m. LUNCH!!!
- - 2:30-4:30 p.m. Work on things with the Guidance & Counseling Teacher who is also my counterpart
- - 4:30 p.m. Start on my way home sweating like a hog in the sun and wish I could drive or get a ride on one of the donkey carts that pass me up
- - 5:00 p.m. Prepare and eat dinner
- - 6:30 p.m. Read, go online for a very short while, or visit neighbors and make new friends
- - 8:00 p.m. Debate whether I should go to sleep or not since it’s already dark and the candles don’t do anything for me
- - 8:10 p.m. Start running around my house killing mosquitoes and bugs while cursing them out
- - 8:30/9ish Lie in bed thinking about anything and everything
- - 10ish Fall asleep
- - 12, 2, 3:30 a.m. Toss and turn and eventually wake up because I am sleeping in a puddle of my sweat (Only when it’s really hot during the day. I always love the crazy rainy weather.)
So
for everyone that was wondering...there you go. Of course there are differences
as every day comes but that’s what my week look liked last week for the most
part.
My corner desk! :) |
The temp. house I'm staying in. This was from a Tango call with Trenton. If you guys download Tango on your smart phones we can talk for free! |
Sweet affirmation notes that our group wrote to each other to read on bad days. |
An awesome performance! For me! |
Yay for Thanksgiving in Botswana! |
This week I settled into my (temp) house to
find running water. YES! I don’t even care if it goes off while I’m brushing my
teeth and I’m running around my house, frantic, looking like I’m foaming at the
mouth. Even if it was off for the next couple days and I secretly prayed that
nobody tells me I smell, I’ll take that over none. I also attended the first of
tri-weekly assemblies at my school and was able to meet 2/3 of the students who
sang and danced for me because they insisted on me “taking a video of [them] and
showing it to all [my] friends in America.” (I wish my internet speed would
allow me to upload that video. The performance was amazing!) I was able to
travel to the neighboring villages in a small khombi that felt like a moving
sauna and met a lot of new people including hilarious coworkers I am excited to
be working with once school starts up again in January. I got a great package
from a friend back home and stuffed my little face with gross amounts of CHEWY
chocolate chip cookies and Sour Patch kids. (Hey, I was being really healthy
and being good the whole week, I deserve it. Plus, that makes up for not being
home for Thanksgiving, right?) I was invited to Stephanie and Tom’s house, the
sweetest married couple I have met since being in the Peace Corps, (let me
remind you who they are here) for an American-style Thanksgiving dinner of our
own which was so nice. I got to see them and 7 other volunteers that I hadn’t
seen for a week! (It felt really long for us!) We may not have had turkey but
we ate a pretty great meal with chicken, stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy,
butternut (tastes like pumpkin) and salad. We said thanks and of course I got a
little emotional and we talked and laughed and complained (or praised,
depending on who you are. Lucky people...) about our houses. It was such a nice
day and was glad I was able to still celebrate Thanksgiving over here in
Africa.
I
also realized the reality of hitching, what we refer to as hitchhiking. Many of
our villages, including mine of course, are so small and rural that transportation
is almost nonexistent. Up to this point I have been scared of doing it but knew
that I would probably be forced to. I know you are all thinking that this is
crazy and dangerous but in Botswana it is really just another form of
transportation that is used daily and is not at all like hitchhiking in
America. I keep telling you that the majority of Batswana are super friendly
and welcoming. One day I had to take 5 hikes just to get home from my shopping
village! Apparently nobody likes to travel on Sundays. That may sound scary,
and it was for me, but everyone who picked me up was so friendly. I know most
of you all are thinking, “What the hell are you thinking?!” but it is almost
the only way I can get out of my village. For drivers, when a person is on the
side of the road waving their hand, it is a way of making extra money since you
are driving that direction anyway. For people like me who live in remote
villages, it is the only way to get home when no other khombis are around and
buses don’t even go into your village. Also, When you wait for hitches, you
could be waiting hours on end and there is really nothing you can do. I have
learned this the hard way. The other day I hiked to the main road (10 km) and
walked down the road to the hitch stop. I waited for a khombi for 25 minutes
and it took me to my destination. Easy, right? So coming home I thought it’d be
just as easy. Wrong. I couldn’t get a taxi or khombi on this particular day and
walked a mile to the bus rank. (Like a train station for buses, khombis, and
taxis.) Nobody was there. I waited an hour for a taxi to pull in for the driver
to tell me I had to wait for it to fill up or otherwise I’d pay 5x the price. I
waited for 30 minutes and he took me to the next village over, really close. I
walked down the road to catch a khombi to realize I was going the wrong way.
The conductor told me what I needed to do so I got off and walked about a mile
back. I arrived at a bus/hitch spot and waited. And waited. And waited. I must
have waited 3 ½ hours before I saw one of the staff members from my school across
the street, waving for me to come over. I got lucky. If he wasn’t there I don’t
know how long I’d be waiting. So what I’ve learned from this is : Always carry
a book with me and be thankful that I’ll be in great shape when I go back to
America.
Back
to what I am thankful for...This week I was most grateful for all my family and
friends that I talked to in just this week alone. It is the most people I’ve
had the pleasure to hear since being here. I was so happy! Both my best
girlfriends called and one of them is now engaged and getting married in New
York next June! I still can’t believe it. I wish I can be there and be with her
but we’ll see what happens. (I’d love to go to New York again but better, a New
York wedding!) I also got a call from my mom wishing me a Happy Thanksgiving
and that was nice. I spoke to Trenton and practically his whole family! I
talked to his parents, his sister, his aunt and uncle, his cousin (Hey Ty!!),
and his grandma and got a warm wish from his grandpa on Thanksgiving Day. That
really just made my week. I also got warm wishes from his tias and abuela from
his dad’s side of the family. I am so thankful that I have people who love me
and support me. For those of you who continue to follow my blog and are reading
this right now: I love you with all my heart. I wish for your health and safety
everyday and hope you are all happy and doing well.
So
be very grateful for what you have and remember that all the basic necessities
that are taken for granted everyday count, too. I hope you all had a great
Thanksgiving and stuffed your faces with food I can only dream of. Especially a
bacon-wrapped Turkey. Please tell me you stuffed your face with a bacon-wrapped
turkey so I can live vicariously through you.