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Saturday 11 October 2014

Peace Corps Thoughts

With swearing in just around the corner, I started reflecting on why I joined the Peace Corps, what I’ll be doing for the next two years, and why this is the right choice for me. I started my application in September of 2013, so I’ve been thinking about the moment I would swear in for over a year now. I first thought about joining the Peace Corps when I was in middle school, before I even really knew what it was. Then, in high school I decided there was no way I could ever join the Peace Corps. Two years was way too long and impossible, that was a big chunk of my young life to commit to something!
It wasn’t until the summer after my junior year of college that I really gave it some serious thought. That summer I did a humanitarian training course in Toronto complete with an intense simulation in the woods and a healthy dose fear. This course opened my eyes to the importance of global health and how connected it is to international relations. Most importantly, I was introduced to an incredible group of people from all over the world who were passionate and dedicated to humanitarianism. Many of them had experience working in the field in remote corners of the world. I even met an American who said he wished he had joined the Peace Corps when he was younger (Now that I know what I do, I just want to say that it’s never too late! Bots 15 has some kickass older people who have a wealth of experience to share while they’re here).
Anyway, that fall I sat down with a professor at my university who had done the Peace Corps in China to talk about his experience. He told me that Peace Corps is the only organization he could think of that gives you the chance to really be a part of a bottom-up development approach where you get to live and be with a community, and that’s exactly what I want to be a part of. I want to work and live with my community in Gobojango and learn everything I can about Botswana. Peace Corps calls it ‘peer-to-peer development focused on capacity building and sustainability’ and that’s what I’m going to strive for. So after all that thought, this Wednesday I’ll take my oath and swear in as a health volunteer for Botswana.
 
For my first three months at site I will be on lockdown, or as Peace Corps would prefer we refer to it as ‘community integration’. During that time, all I’m supposed to be doing is getting to know my community. I need to learn the ins and outs of my clinic, learn about the available resources in the village, and complete my community assessment. They don’t want us starting on projects until we actually know what’s going on in our villages. It will be very strange going from being around 70 other Americans constantly with a busy schedule to being alone in my new house with a fairly relaxed schedule. Most of me cannot wait, but a small part of me is worried about how I’ll handle the isolation. I know I’ll form bonds with people in my community, but that will also take some time. I just need to be patient and trust the process.

I was planning on buying a dongle yesterday so that I could have internet at my site, but when I went to the store they said they were out! There’s a chance they may have some next week, but if not, it may be a long while before I can post again. So until then, thank you for reading my blog and wish me luck with the big move! (I have no idea how I’m going to drag all my stuff to Gobojango)

Here are a few more pictures from my day to day life:

Some kids at culture day ran up to show us their awesome moves

These purple trees are in bloom all over Serowe right now and it's beautiful

This is my favourite dog in Serowe, we've named her Ladybug and she is the cutest

Sunday 5 October 2014

Week 7 and 8

Well, I tried to update my blog last week, but the power kept going in and out so I eventually gave up. It’s probably a good thing anyway, because week 7 turned out to be pretty rough. When we got here we were told week 7 is one of the hardest weeks of PST, and now I understand why. It’s difficult to explain, but I basically think we were all burnt out. After all the excitement of site announcements, I think we lost all of our energy and drive. Anyway, week 8 was hard too, but now we’re getting much closer to the countdown for site and we’re all just trying to push through and finish strong. We also got a bit of a break because Botswana’s independence day was this week! September 30th marked 48 years of independence for the country and we were graciously invited to the kgotla to see some of the festivities. Then I hopped into a combi (little van) and went to my host family’s independence day gathering. For this holiday, people tend to return home and have big parties, so I got to meet my host mom’s entire family! It was a pretty wonderful experience. Some of her younger nieces and nephews speak perfect English so I got to ask them all about Botswana culture. Some of the best times I’ve had here involve just sitting under trees, enjoying the breeze, and talking about Botswana.

This Saturday was our host-family appreciation party. We had to plan and provide food and entertainment for 250 people on our own. It got pretty stressful sometimes, but our group was amazing and really well organized. The night before the party was probably one of my favorite moments of PST so far. We finally managed to buy our supplies and bring them to the school. Someone put on some music and everything fell into place. Everyone had their assigned jobs and we were all working together and it made me really happy. I was on the decorations committee and we managed to put together some pretty great things with our limited resources. One volunteer, Laura, managed to draw a giant map of America and we all got to add our names for the places we’re from. It was really cool to have our host families walk up to it and see how diverse our group is and how we literally come from all over America.

Overall, I think the party was a big success. We had great food and music and even a Jell-O eating contest! Some of the younger kids learned to do the Macarena and the electric slide with us, and at one point we had a big circle going so people could jump in the middle and show off their moves (including some awesome old ladies).


Only 10 more days until I swear in as an official Peace Corps volunteer!
Me and my host niece Sadie at the party