- · 80s feel like 60s· Your poop is solid· You ask for more rice· You agree with the driver a full 20 seater van can definitely fit 5 more people· You think something is wrong when you’re not sweating· You know all of the radio commercials by heart· Carrying things on your head is easier then out in front of you· Eating some foods with your hands is much easier than with forks· You can tell the difference between the attaya brands (local tea)· You have a favorite rooster· You prefer a pit latrine over a western toilet· You eat sooooo much of the seasonal fruit during season, that you can wait till the next season to eat it again· You have named the rodents that moved into your house· Stripes goes with plaid (sorry Nicole)· Greet callers from American in Gambian English· Can’t wait for the full moon because you get to save the batteries on your flashlight· Village shorts: worn everyday and they are starting to look like the shorts the village kids wear· You can put your feet on anything just as long as you take your shoes off.
Feel what I feel, see what I see and cry as I do on my journey through my service in the Peace Corps.
Friday, December 14, 2012
You know you have adapted to Africa when:
Pilgrims and Indians
Even though Thanksgiving was 3
weeks ago, I still want to speak my thanks.
But
first, I want to tell you about my first ever real Thanksgiving the way the Native
Americans intended it:
Ten
friends and I slaughtered a turkey. Someone cut the turkey’s throat while two
others held it down (it was one big bird). Another volunteer gutted it and the
rest helped clean and cook it. We also made several sides from scratch,
including my favorite garlic, cheese mashed potatoes. You could not get any
closer to the real deal then that, beyond dressing up like actual Pilgrims and
Indians (although we did consider that option).
The
whole ordeal brought a lot of appreciation to my consciousness. We all learned lasting
lessons in food preparation- from field to table. The ability to go to the
store and buy ready made food in a grocery store has taken on a whole new
meaning. Having this experience with 10 friends in a foreign land will forever
change the meaning of being thankful on Thanksgiving.
On
Thanksgiving, I like many of us do, we had the round table pre-dinner ‘what we
are thankful for’ conversation. Although every year I earnestly thankful, it
was not until this year was I able to match that gratitude with experience.
Not
until this year did I really know what good health was until I saw how malaria
affects a village during rainy
season.
Not
until this year did I totally value my own education until I saw kids go to
school every day and sit in a
classroom all day with no teacher.
Not
until this year did I understand the books I read. I majored in African Studies in college. I read books about culture, societies,
history, and the effects of colonialism but not until I got here did I totally understand what it
all meant.
Life
experiences. Education. Health. I have been thankful for
these things before but now I know what it feels like. I knew the weight of it
in my hand. I know what it looks like and I cannot change the channel.
And
of course, I cannot forget all of you at home and all my new family and friends
here in Africa. I am thankful every day, while a bit corny, for the love that I
have all around the world.
Speaking
of family, my mom is coming to visit in 2 weeks for the holiday season. I am
both excited and nervously awaiting her arrival. This is not an easy place and
I hope all goes well. She told me when I was selected for the PC that she had
once had dreams of joining the PC when she was young. (shhh….. don’t tell her but I
am going to try and give her a mini- PC experience). So send her good luck and
happy travels her way just like you did for me.
Until
the next time, stay happy and healthy. Go experience the day.
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