Sunday, November 11, 2012

Letters to Mom and Dad


September 11, 2012 Letter #1
Hey Mom and Dad!
                So just to start this out I am so sorry for being so terrible about writing!  I have not been good about writing since I cannot seem to find a good time to do it.  It’ll get better—I promise!
                I’m sitting in my courtyard with five of my normal kids.  Remi is about 7 and the only one I think that goes to school.  He lives right next door and is the son of the old counterpart (he did all three of the health volunteers).  I’m also sitting with my dear new baby bunny.  I just gave him some milk. He is so cute but I’m attempting to not get too attached because I feel like he will die on me.  Right now he has free reign of my kitchen.  He doesn’t cause much of a mess but if he will be around for a while I may need to get him better/more realistic living quarters.  I feel like he will poop a lot—though I have to clean up gecko poop everyday anyways.  Feeding him milk is adorable but a lot of work.  He doesn’t drink out of the bowl but he likes licking me so I dribble it on the arm—he is starting to learn the spoon technique thankfully  A farmer that I work with/may start working with who is growing mangoes in his field gave him to me.  Mousa (my counterpart) was just as confused when I got handed a baby bunny instead of a bunny ready to be eatenl
                So Mousa has been great.  He comes to my house around 8 AM every day and we do things between then and noon and then he is back at 15:00-19:00.  He is really nice and very quiet.  He is getting better about talking and asking me questions but he is awesome about showing me cool things and introducing me to incredible people.  He is extremely Muslim—his sisters are pretty much the only ones I’ve seen that wear the all black flowery garb though luckily they don’t cover their faces.  He is the only one of his siblings that isn’t married and he is the oldest boy—having a hard time understanding that.  He spent about seven years working on cocoa and cotton plantations.  My favorite line from him so far is when we were talking about the fact that once a week they play a movie after the marche.  I asked him if he ever watched them and he replied that he used to but doesn’t anymore.   I then asked why –because he doesn’t talk too much—and he said that movies like that make him question too much and he becomes too much of a rebel.  A rebel??  From watching a movie once a week?  You gotta wonder . . .  We get along well and he is surely one of the fastest walkers and bikers in the village—which means that we go just above a snail’s pace when going places.
                So each time I do the bike ride up to Silmidougou I shock myself with how beautiful it is and how uphill it is!  It is fairly flat for the first 3 km out to Mane proper though part of the road is washed away.  The hills then start and go up a Kili-like slope (maybe a little steeper).  When that starts to tire you out is when the “Mountain of Silmidougou”  appears.  I am getting pretty good about getting up it but it is very steep.  It then falls into a valley-esque village of Silmidougou!  It is about 30 minute run from my house to the base of the “mountain” and back.  So most of the time I am going past it and running further!
                Well, today is marche day so I should probably go there for a bit.  I’m on the search for people I can maybe do some income generating and basic accounting with!
                                                                                                                                Much love, Katie
                                                                                                                                September 14, 2012
Hey Mom and Dad,
                So the kids just walked in with a baby bird they stoned to death.  Sometimes they really gross me out.  They tied a string around its leg so they can fling it around at people and they are taking off all its feathers and stuffing them in their ears.  Ugh, kids here are so gross when they want to be.  There is one girl that lives with the dohlo (beer) family who is about 15 years old and I love her.  Her name is Saphie and she takes care of her family’s goats and is the only one at her house who plays with their adorable puppy.  She is going to school so I am hoping I can get to know her better as her French gets better.
                The bunny is alive and well, though I have decided I’m going to eat him for Thanksgiving.  He should be fat by then, he poops will be bigger, he will be less cute and there will be fewer greens for him to eat.  Right now still feeding him by spoon all day long.  He is so cute.
                So Moussa and I are going to the pyramids to go t meet up with the banana man.  He wanted more info on how to make compost since he has been told that compost is a much more effective for trees than chemical fertilizer.  It is nice to have a convert who just needs to learn how to do something.  The book Lisa’s mom gave me is really  useful since Moussa can get brought up to speed so he can help with the discussions as well!  Hopefully it goes well—we will see.  I also think that the book showed him lots of ways that other communities have made changes so it gave him a little bit of inspiration—which is always good to have!
                The bike ride to Kaya is pretty killer.  It is 40 km away which is pretty far in general but the last 10 kim or so is all up hill (same thing on the way back funnily enough).  So I’m definitely getting tougher by doing it but the first trip almost killed me!  I’m going again on Monday so hopefully this time will be better.  The first time I biked with Zach both ways which meant we were really going fast!  Going to go at Katie pace next time.  I think I will be ready for the Wirth bike trip to Harper’s Ferry when I get back!  I’m still excited about this hike you came up with!!  How far is it?  How long is it supposed to take?  Editor’s note:  I think she is talking about the Incan trail to Macchu PIchu.  I’m still running 40 minutes a day but now that I have the bunny and Moussa comes at 8 AM I’m not sure how I can increase my time.  May just try going faster and then time can be found so I can go on a longer run!  It is nice going running again.  Sadly, unlike both of you when you were PCTs and PCVs, my tolerance has dropped significantly.  I’m telling myself that it is because  I need to be more hydrated.  Hopefully in the end I will be able to drink more than two beers again!  (For those of you who read this and haven’t lived in Africa, each beer is 22 oz.)
                                                                                                                                                September 26, 2012
                Things have been busy here!  Leaving Zach to drop these off at the Kaya post office!  Much love and miss you.  I am already excited to have you guys come see this place!
                                                                                                                                                September 26, 2012 Letter #2
Hey Mom and Dad,
                I am sitting at one of my two favorite boutiques while waiting for a storm to come and pass by.  Today has been a “busy” day.  I had an entire two things on my schedule!  I had my APCD (Associate Peace Corps Director) come and check on me.  It was great seeing him—he’s a very nice guy.  It’s funny because I’m by the time you get this letter you will have met APCD George in DC!!  He brought me juice that I think I will open up when Zach drops by Sunday with my new bunnies.  He seemed impressed with how I know so many people in my community and that I am so happy here.  I also had a meeign with the “youth group”.  It is all males between 20-35 years old.  I was really nervous about it but I think it went well.  There were a lot of faces in the crowd that I knew so that helped a lot and people wanted to talk about the goals and projects they want to do.  The only thing that really, really shocked me from the meeting was the number of youth that work in gold mines.   Most make their own shafts and work independently.  They are the youth by far with the most money but it is a dangerous job.  I’m still trying to figure out what kind of projects I can do with them.  I think it may be on accounting and saving money so that they can pay for all those tools and things that they want for their work.
                                                                                                                                                September 28, 2012
Hey you guys!
                So I just got done with a trip to a former lake/barrage.  It is sad to think that a source of water for the community is gone now and the closest body of water to Silmidougou proper.  Though it has made the land available to a Peul community that has lived there for ten years—now fixing up the lake (emptying out the dirt that has filled it up)  would mean they would get relocated,   something I’m not sure is right for the Mossi project.  Everyone talks about how the new barrage is starting to fill up as well.  Talking to Moussa—my homologue—he seemed surprised at the idea of mitigating the water problems of the future by starting to empty it now.  It may be a tough thing for the community to think about but I think they all actually know the consequences of not dealing with it—so they may be willing to be proactive about the barrage they have now.  We will see.
                I was just told that my country director will be visiting on Wednesday!  I’m kind of excited because I love my site but nervous because there are no projects as of right now. I’ll let you know how that goes.
                Well, that’s all for now.  Miss you!

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