For the love of learning

written 2/11/12

It’s almost that time of year in Zambia. The
time of year where your yard becomes one big puddle, creatures find a new home
in your roof and mangos and cucumbers fill the market. That’s right, its almost
rainy season. I have a love hate relationship with rainy season. Meetings get
cancelled, it’s hard to go anywhere and living in a mud hut gets harder if that
could ever be possible. At the same time, the village is busy farming and
providing food for their families, the market is stocked with amazing veggies
and I get to read and drink time more than just on the weekends. The rains are
especially important this year. Last year, it rained just enough for maize but
there wasn’t enough water for reserves. This year the village has a water
shortage. I have no water in my village and the boar hole (water pumps) is
broken as well. The water we get for drinking is 3-4k (2.5miles) away and even
with a bike its difficult to carry 20 liters of water that far. Water is life
for sure and being here has made me more aware of this fact. But again when it
rains it pours…no pun intended.

These last few months have been busy with lots
of work. I have ordered books for the resource center in my zone and hopefully
they will be in early next year. The grade 7s and 9s are taking their exams and
there are preparations for World AIDS Day. I haven’t received the money from
the grant I applied for so our event will just be a small one but at least we
can continue the discussion on HIV/AIDS in my area.

With the arrival of exams at my
school, I have realized how much some children love to learn. I found out that
one of my pupils (a girl who also gets water for me) spent all her evenings studying
in the school. She would go to school after dinner around 7pm to study and go home around 1am. She was in grade 9 last year but
didn’t pass, this year she is studying harder to pass all her subjects. It’s
really encouraging to see someone who wants to learn so badly. She is such a
smart, outgoing, beautiful girl. I hope she can go on to grade 10. It’s hard to
watch some of the girls because the mentality is that girls don’t need and
education. The Ministry of Education is trying very hard to fight this
traditional ideal with emphasizes on education of the girl child. Peace Corps
Zambia is

Last week, I took my neighbor’s
daughter, Ester, to preschool with me. She always greets me in English and is
a very smart and adorable 4 years old. I told her if she could manage that I
would take her to school with me. She told her father to buy her new shoes so she
could walk with me. Monday morning comes around and I see Easter walking toward
my house. She’s dressed in her Sunday best including a brand new pair of shoes,
which isn’t easy to come by in the village. She has her snack of Amasuku (a
village fruit) and she’s ready to go. After a quick breakfast we start our
journey to the preschool, a mere 5k walk away. I was worried that her little
legs would be too tired to make it and she seemed so worried I was starting to
reconsider. After our break at the tuck shop at the road to get her more snacks
she was finally getting excited. We finished our 5k walk and were greeted by 15
other preshoolers and she introduced herself to the class. She seemed really
overwhelmed but was excited to learn. She comes from a family that doesn’t
speak English at home where as most of the other students come from a more
literate background. She comes from the village whereas the other kids live at
the Oil pipeline where the preschool is located, which is more like town than
village. We continued our day by having
snack time, pretending to be jungle, farm and safari animals and
finger-painting. It was a perfect preschool day and a great first day for her. After
we walked back home she quietly ate the rest of her snack and beamed when asked
about her day at preschool. These kids go through so much to get an education
and its one of the many things we take for granted. All kids go through the “I
hate school phase” and that phase doesn’t stop with college, but it just seems
as though you never realize how important it is until you don’t have access to
it or you have to climb mountains and cross streams to get there.

UPDATE: We finally got the results
back from the grade 9 exams. 34 out of 68 pupils passed English! It’s so good
to know that all my pep talks, occasional rants and hard work actually helped.
There were 36 pupils who have passed to go to the 10th grade. This
doesn’t seem like a lot but there were only 21 in the previous year. Hopefully
this will be good motivation for the teachers and the kids to keep working
hard. I’m really proud of them but also sad to see my 2nd grade 9
class go.

Lonely hut

It occurred to me after a great visit with the Maryville College J-term crew, that I haven't updated many people about HENDRIX! Well, I am no longer the proud owner of that sassy puppy, the local vet is. After Hendrix gave birth to her 6 puppies she started getting VERY sick. She had worms I just couldn't get rid of. So the vet came by to check on her and basically told me that when I leave Zambia he would take her. That was a relief because I wanted to make sure she had a good home before I left or I wouldn't be able to let her go. She got better for a while. Then all the puppies left and she started acting different. The village told me that she just missed her babies (although by the sounds of her growls at them I'm sure she was happy for them to go). For two months she had company in the puppies while I was a way at school. She was lonely now. And that wasn't good for either one of us. I also started getting REALLY busy with work and Peace Corps activities and was never at home. That meant she didn't have me or the puppies to keep her company anymore. So I decided that instead of giving her way in April, it would be better to give her away in November before thanksgiving and our provincial meetings.

To say it was hard to give her away is an under statement. It was a three day process for many reasons 1) Hendrix is super smart and I swore knew what was happening. 2) The vet was not so smart and underestimated how feisty and stubborn my dog could be. 3) Motor bikes aren't very good at transporting a big, scared puppy. Day one- She jumped out of the box we put her in countless times. She tricked us into thinking she would stay but the vet got down the road and she jumped out and started running back to my hut. She bit her first person that day...ME! Day 2- We decided to take her in a car but no one could find fuel to take her to her new home. Day 3- Success! She rode in the back seat of the car and when we got to the vet, she was her normal barking self. The vet has her brother from the same litter, his name is Rainbow, so now she has someone to play with all day! I'm sure after she bossed Rainbow around for a while they became friends.
While I'm so happy that she's happy, my hut is lonelier then ever. I don't come home after a long day and have someone waiting for me. I don't have anyone to keep me company at night which is hands down the hardest, loudest, loneliest, longest part of any day. But I don't have to worry about her anymore which is nice. I am on my own time again and can do what I need and want without worrying what will happen to her while I am gone. I miss her a lot though. We said our last good bye in November because I'm afraid that if I visit her before I leave she would try to follow me. She was such a great (and sometimes stressful) addition to my service and I'm so glad I got to spend my first year and a half with her. She was a great dog for sure and everyone started comparing their love for me to by love for Hendirx. The village has learned how much Americans love their pets and now probably think we're even crazier after watching my interactions with Hendrix. The one good thing about giving the puppies away....three of them are in my village and I get to visit them or they visit me anytime they want!

one of Hendrix's puppies we named her skunky her new name is Tiger

90 days and counting....

I guess I should be happy that Ive finally made it to the 90 day mark but its really bittersweet. I officially have three months left in Zambia and three months to wrap up two years of work. My time in the village is starting to feel like one long drawn out goodbye. I have so many things that I want to complete but I feel like I have no time to do it. Never thought I would feel this way, but two years is really not a long time at all.
Ive finally got the literacy group started in my village and people are excited for the opportunity to learn. The resource center that I have been trying to stocks since I first arrived FINALLY has some books and there are more on the way, thanks to my Alma mater Maryville College. I feel at home in my hut, maybe too much so as I like to hide away on the weekends. I feel grounded in the village, like I'm suppose to be there.
I wanted to extend. I went back and forth in my mind about staying in Zambia. The program in Kenya I wanted to extend with is no longer an option so I thought about doing something special education related in Zambia. It didn't work out. I'm not ready to go back to Americaland. I have to start speaking proper American English and I'm not sure if I can. I'm scared of all the people, the noises, the cars, the lack of communication on transport, the pace of America and choices. I'm so nervous about choices. I am excited to see my family and friends, to be able to trust transportation, to stand in a line and know for sure that I am next, to eat sushi and to be in Chattanooga again. But it'll be extremely hard to leave this place. This has been my life for 2 years and its become so normal and Ive adapted to this way of life.
BUT on the bright side of things. I do have plans for this term. Instead of trying to extend to do special education work, Ill be working at Musakanya Basic in Mpika Boma in my last three months of service. The school has a Special Education Unit which is specifically for Deaf students up to grade seven. I went to the school and talked with the Headmaster and a few of the teachers. They welcomed me and were very excited that I was interested in working with them but upset that Ill be leaving in April. One of the teachers at the school is Deaf herself and was impressed that I could actually sign. She told me I was a much better signer than the other teachers and I needed to come to the school so she could have someone to talk with. Yup that was the highlight of the day for sure. Since I live 105k from the school it will be a "come when you can" type of situation. I'm happy that they are willing to work with me. This is something Ive wanted to do since my first year but I never felt I had the time.
Since I am not teaching at my school this term, I have more time to do other things. I decided that I didn't want to start something I couldn't finish with this new group of Grade 9s. Ive been able to work start to finish with two grade 9 classes and its something that I loved about teaching here. I got to see the kids grow. I don't want to start in term one and not be able to follow them all the way through their grade 9 year. Ill be there for tutoring, and I want to go in a few days a week and start a reading program with them but I cant be their English teacher. Kinda sad but its better this way. Ill get to work more on teacher training in the schools which is something I enjoy and something that needs to happen. Ill also have enough time to work at the preschool and with the teacher on curriculum development. The teacher is good with the kids, they just aren't learning as much as they could. I guess since this is their start to education its only fair that they start their route memory training now but if I can teach the teacher a new way to set up her classroom and help with new methods then maybe the kids can learn a bit more before they go to Grade 1. Ive seen a few of the preschool kids from last year at Mpumba and they look so cute and eager to learn. Its refreshing!
I guess for the next three months Ill take as many pictures as I can, sit with as many people as I can and eat all the Nshima my body can handle and try not to look at my neighbors like its the last time. I can do this....I can. Its like my first 3 months all over again. Living in two places at once and not knowing exactly where I want/need to be and not knowing how to focus on the here and now. That should really be the goal for the next three...focus on the present and enjoy it for what it is.

Holiday Tour de Zambia

This year I had a crazy Holiday Season! After a highly successfully Camp GLOW (thanks everyone who donated and supported)I started my Tour de Zambia. My goal is to travel to all the provinces in Zambia before I leave. So this Christmas, instead of travelling abroad I decided to see more of Zambia. So on Christmas Eve, I made my way to Luapula Province. Home of more Bemba people, a beach, great fish and the best dancers in Zambia. The trek to Luapula was long as with any trek in Zambia. The only transport leaving was a semi truck. The driver was very nice and basically told me I had no other options and of course he was right. So 7 hours later, I reached the capital of Luapula just fine! There I was greeted by some of my FAVORITE volunteers. It was so nice to spend Christmas with friends. We did a "dirty Santa" gift exchange, channeled our inner three-year old by using way too much face paint and had a fantastic meal, all of which cooked with out any electricity. It just confirmed the fact that Christmas isn't about fancy gifts and material luxury, it's about spending time with the people you love and being grateful for the things you have even if it isn't much. I also got the chance to hangout with some Zambians on the dance floor on Christmas night. New experience indeed. The next day,a small group of us went to Samfya and visited Lake Bwangweulu. It was a beautiful sandy lake front where we just enjoyed looking out into the water. We jumped in for a bit but the fear of shisto kept us a bay. We had a picnic there and even got fishing lessons from local kids. We also were warned about the crocs that like to hangout in the water but there were no Croc sightings that day. All in all, a great trip to Lupapula and Id love to visit again.
Then it was time for the 2nd part of my "tour de Zam" which was a 17 hour trek to Eastern Province. Ive been to Eastern many times but this trip was for one reason only. ZEBRAS! I had gone on safari before and never got the chance to see the "rock stars" of the Savannah. So we went to South Luangwa National Park which is one of the biggest and best game parks in Zambia. We were greeted by elephants as soon as we arrived and had monkeys playing on our porch. We only could afford to stay one night but it was New Years Eve and what better way to bring in the new year than with the sound of elephants trumpeting and monkeys playing. We went on a game drive on New Years Eve which was nice. We even got stuck in a huge mud puddle and got the chance to walk around the park a bit. It was beautiful. We attempted to stay up until 12 but since my friend and I are so use to village time, we fell asleep at our normal time of 9pm. The next morning we went on a game drive and the first thing we saw were Zebras! There were so many. That day we saw: mating Lions, giraffe, warthogs, buffalo, elephants, lots of monkeys, impala and hippos. We also saw a beautiful Baobab tree, Ive grown to love these trees since being here. It was a nice vacation spent in Zambia. And to top it all off we had our Close of Service Conference immediately after. So after seeing my favorite animals, I got to see a group of my favorite people!

Hot off the Press!

Its been a very exciting few days! I got a call a few weeks ago asking if I would be willing to bring a few of the most active girls in my GLOW club down to Lusaka (8hours away) for an event. I was only told that there were VERY important people coming from America and the event would showcase what we do as a GLOW club at school and what we do at our GLOW camps. At first I declined the offer (although I was very honored to be asked to do the event) since I was waiting to hear about the grant money I applied for to do an World AIDS Day(WAD) event. A week later, I still hadnt recived any word or money regarding the grant for WAD so I decided to see if the offer still stood. I was then told who was coming to Zambia...President George W. Bush and his family. I immediatly started getting in touch with the girls and their parents. The grade 7 and 9 girls had already finished their exams and were preparing to take their holiday. I picked four of the most active girls and my GLOW counterpart to come Lusaka with me. All the girls were excited, except one. 3 of the girls had just completed grade 9 while one had just completed grade 7. The grade 7 girl was nervous about her English. She's the only one in her family that knows any English and the only time she gets to practice her English outside of school is with me. She was afraid that people in Lusaka would laugh at her. She had also never left the village at all let alone gone to the capital. I assured her that things would be fine and she should speak in whatever language she is comfortable with. So we all travelled in the Lusaka as a big group. Along the way we stopped for shawarma and got two flat tires. Eventfull day indeed. The girls got some time to rest then it was all practice for the important visit that was going to take place. The girls also met up with 14 other GLOW girls from differnet schools and different provinces. There were 5 groups in total. We decided to do three activites: a girl empowerment song, a self-esteem activity, and a sugar daddy skit. The girls practiced so hard and it all paid off. They did an AMAZING job! The Bush family was so impressed with what the girl preformed for them today. My girl who was afraid of going to Lusaka even lead the girl empowerment song in her local language!!! I was so proud! We took lots of pictures and this is something the girls will remember for the rest of their lives. They had so much condfidence in themselves by the end of the week. This is why I love GLOW and my job. I feel like I get the opportunity to change people's. These girls experienced new things, met new people and had fun and I got to play a part in that. If feels good. The Today Show came to interview the girls and film the day. There should be a showing of the event on December 12th. Check us out if you can!

Exciting times in Zambia

Its been an exciting few weeks here in Zambia with work and everything else. I did my first condom demonstration in the village and it went really well. There were 2 more villages on the schedule but when people found out what I was doing they also wanted me to come to their village to do the demonstration. My PEPFAR counterpart (also my best friend in the village) did a GREAT job with our village talks. In addition to condom demonstrations, we talked about HIV transmission, the importance of getting tested and also gave out condoms as well. I was surprised they responded to me so well due to the fact that I am young and a female but they were open to asking me questions and willing to learn. I felt really good at the end and so did my counterpart. The village also kept saying how good of a teacher I was. Since I am busy teaching their kids this was the first community event I was able to do, it wont be the last.
Also I had an interest meeting with the women at the Catholic Church. The meeting was initially supposed to be just with the priest to see how he felt about me using the Church but it ended up being a interest meeting about starting a Woman's Literacy Group at the Church. It slowly ended up being a empowerment meeting and all the women are really excited about this group. I told them if they raised the money to buy note books for themselves, I would buy the pens. They told me to get pencils to start. There are women who finished grade 10 as well as women who just finished grade 1 so it will be a multi-level class but I have a local woman helping me. We start our 1st class October 4th. They keep reminding me about the class when I see them around the village.
Our GLOW Camp has been officially funded! It got funded really quickly due to all our friends and families donating (THANKS GUYS). We have already started the planning for the week and its going to be great. Also my neighbor is going to be a peer mentor at the Camp. She wrote a great essay about why she wanted to help the girls and how she was an example to them because she was single and completed school/grade 12 (which is a big deal in a village where early marriage and pregnancy is on the rise for some reason) and how she believed that girls should have rights. I helped her get her thoughts together but she wrote the essay herself. I was really proud of her. Now I am submitting a grant for a World AIDS Day event my PCV neighbor and I are doing. I will also be doing a teacher training the same week on HIV and how to care/support orphans and vulnerable children in our Zone. The guidance and Counseling teachers as well as the Anti-AIDS club matron/patrons from each of the seven schools in the zone are invited. On World AIDS Day, people will be getting tested for HIV, school groups will perform, a person living with HIV will speak as well as several other activities. We will also be holding a raffle to encourage people to get tested. The prizes will be....local items but mainly shirts, hats and bags. If anyone sees any hats, bags or shirts with things/scenes/advertisements from America on them and want to send them my way...I would greatly appreciate it. Also I have been getting a lot of support for the resource center I am working on. THANKS AGAIN! Things are really coming together.
Last but not least the most exciting thing by far, were the elections held last week. Zambia has a new president, Michael Sata. Sata is actually from Mpika district so everyone in Northern Province was really excited that 'one of their own' is now the President. The elections were relatively calm and people were excited for change in their country. I went to the school on polling day and except for lines outside the door, it was exactly the same as home. I walked around the village encouraging people to vote and explaining why I myself couldn't vote. They didn't think my being an American was a good enough excuse. 2days later around 2am, I heard screaming and cheering in the village and knew that Sata had won. I was very proud of Zambia. The former president stepped down gracefully and showed the world that there can be free and fair elections in Africa. Zambia remained the peaceful nation that everyone claims it to be. I constantly find reasons to fall in love with this place, and this is one of them for sure. I am excited about how things are going in my life as a volunteer and in general and Zambians are excited about the route their new government is going to take!

hut sweet hut...and the village kids