Family business, living in the village

Trip Start Jan 09, 2011
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Trip End Dec 04, 2011


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Where I stayed
Modibedi family house(convieniently across form the police station)
What I did
Slaughtered animals, ate porridge, lived like a mountain family at 0 elevation

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Sunday, September 11, 2011

Dumela means hello in Setswana
Dumelang means hello to more than one person in Setswana

 I haven't learned how to say "No, i'd rather not help kill that sheep", or "No....holding that goat down seems like a bad idea" OR "I don't eat red meat, so pounded meats just don't sound that great to me right now". 

All this being said, if I would of learned how to say any of these things I would not of had the most eye-opening week in Africa since January. 
 
I like to think that you are as only as good as you write. I know it seems strange, but I believe that as far as representation goes, I'm not much beyond the words you read here, and the few photos you can cycle through if you are on Facebook. It seems strange to me that I've been here for almost 8 weeks and when I try and recap everything I've done to communicate it with others, I'm lost.

There's a point that I believe only the most talented of wordsmiths can reach. This point can really only be reached by those who write often, unlike myself, but I'm going to try and describe to all of you my experience next time I write a blog entry! Don't be mad. I'm kidding.You get to hear all about it right now:

I left Gaborone, which has more or less become a center of intense school work and shake shake drinking, for the beautiful village of Mochudi with my other class mates 8 days ago. Shake shake, for everyone who doesn't drink in rural areas of Southern Africa, comes in a carton. It's made of maize, sorghum, water, and I think one other ingredient(It's on the box). Ok, so after about a forty minute drive out of the big city, we were in Mochudi. I met my family at lunch. My family was amazing, and I could not of picked a better day to have moved into their home. 

A ceremony for a loved one who had passed away was being held, we slaughtered 2 animals, I helped, then felt terrible. Then ate red meat for the first time since last July, then decided that I will never eat it again for the rest of my life. You don't realize it if you eat it, but blood tastes bad. Really bad. Sorry, it just does. Anyway, we had a prayer session, in which I got asked to speak! To bring this back into the real world for one second. I just met this family, not only was  I welcomed in their home and invited to slaughter THIER animals, I was also welcomed into their religious practices, AND asked if I wanted to say anything. So of course I thanked everyone and knew we were going to be getting along great. 

Village life reminds me a lot of life up in the mountains. It's definitely not luxurious, but I know that I like it a lot better, and the scenery makes it cool. I went to school the whole week, so commuting could be a chore sometimes, but for the most part I didn't really mind it. My family would always be home when I got back and we would just watch South African TV. I loved it because everyone in our group watched the same shows. TV seems to be a big part of everyones life in every corner of the world.(side-note-People say that the US economy is going downhill, but has anyone realized we are the country of globalization and innovation? We invented and sold to the world so many ideas; we have basically every major money making company in the world based within our borders, why is everyone shaking in their boots? don't worry about the US economy, we will be fine, worry about other countries, we won't starve to death and will probably still have hot water, cowboy up America! Sorry, just had to get something political in this.)

 My family dynamic was incredible. I had a grandma who was basically the equivalent of a superhero, three younger brothers who loved my guitar and thought that I was super cool, and 2 older sisters(one with a baby) that absolutely thought I was hilarious. It was always nice to be home, I really enjoyed spending time with all of them.

Within the week: I ate traditional food, watched old ladies make home-made shake shake, had a brie(barbecue) for all of my American friends, and climbed to the top of a really cool hill and observed the beauty of the African Village of which I was staying. I hope these pictures help everyone see how much of a good time I was having. Before I parted from my family we exchanged addresses and I gave them some keepsakes so the'll remember the short white guy who slept in way to late, and had really long hair. I miss them already. 
 
 Obviously I haven't updated much, I have a lot to say, and hopefully soon I'll have more incentive to type it all instead of speak it. Actually, I think I'd rather write it on here.

For everyone back home who reads this and checks on it regularly thank you for being so interested on what's going on and I will try to update again soon.
Also: If anyone listens to instrumental music and wants to hear some really good work, my roommate Matt just put out an album that you can download(or just listen too) here: http://gawsgang.bandcamp.com/
It's good!

Hope everyone is having a good patriots day too, bless the lives lost since 09/11/2001.

Talk to you soon,

Pako Modibedi(My Setswana name) 
    
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